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Text for Page 056 [12-24-1858]

mother found it not very difficult to believe in
Allie, who doubtless did the aspiring-to-be-a-better-
creature-and-always-misused-and-unfortunate busi-
ness.    Heaven knows innocent Chips couldn�t have been
damaged by her, save, perhaps, but being compromised
by appearing in her company.      I, as others, would be
willing to believe in Allie, but that she can�t be content to
put her claims simply on the grounds of one who wants
to let bye-gones be byegones � saying I am now, after
a fashion, married and will do my best to be a good
decent woman.   But she will flap her fishes tail in
people eyes, will do all sorts of damned affectations
of the gushing, the intellectual sort which are insults to 
your common sense.     She were less than woman not to
be affected at poor Chips� death, yet she must needs
vent it theatrically.  She screamed and took on, and
called upon �O my Anna!,� asked whether she could
survive her decease, went three-quarters or more towards
fainting, kissed Fanny and Grace, and in a word
was a nuisance.    �Little Do�ra to the last!� said
she, theatrically, when she saw the corpse of the dead girl.
�A d____d fool!� as Parton commented, his manly
sense and sorrow instinctively informing him that such
displays were not natural � were more than half Brum-
magem.           However perhaps the poor, battered, cheaply
constituted creature could do no better � it was all the
tribute she had to offer.         I�m not sorry that she kis-
sed Grace�s cheek � it must be long since her lips               
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