People have to raise bread before they can bake it. Pray who
sent you to make game of me? I guess somebody as wise as yourself."
Tom: "The lady at whose house I am staying."
Mrs. Joe: "Lady! I can tell you that we have no ladies here. So the
old woman who lives in the old log shanty in the hollow don't know
how to make bread. A clever wife that! Are you her husband?" (Tom
shakes his head.) - "Her brother?" - (Another shake.) - "Her son? Do
you hear? or are you deaf?" (Going quite close up to him.)
Tom (moving back): "Mistress, I'm not deaf; and who or what I am is
nothing to you. Will you oblige me by telling me how to make the
mill-emptyings; and this time I'll put it down in my pocket-book."
Mrs. Joe (with a strong sneer): "Mill-emptyings! Milk, I told you.
So you expect me to answer your questions, and give back nothing in
return. Get you gone; I'll tell you no more about it."
Tom (bowing very low): "Thank you for your civility. Is the old
woman who lives in the little shanty near the apple-trees more
obliging?"
Mrs. Joe: "That's my husband's mother. You may try. I guess she'll
give you an answer." (Exit, slamming the door in his face.)
"And what did you do then ?" said I.
"Oh, went of course.
