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I don’t know as it was ever what I called a cheerful room.

A parlor ’s where a person ’s supposed to sit and think of God, and you couldn't expect it to be cheerful!

(looks about)

Seems like we ’d had trouble and disgrace enough in this family without her takin’ all the slip covers off of the chairs and sofa!

It ain’t right!

That Boston woman that ’s building the house over on Elm Street ain’t so much as goin’ to have a parlor. I stopped her right on the street and asked her what she was plannin’ to do soon as the first of ’em died.

What did she say?

Said she tried not to think about such things.

(sternly)

We got Atheists enough in this town right now.

Well, if Jane ’s coming I wish she ’d come; this ain’t exactly my idea of pleasant company.

She says we ’re all to watt in here for Judge Bradford.

What did she send for us for?