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H OU SE K E E P E R.
BY MRS. CLARISSA PACKARD.
Quickly. Look you, I keep his house, and I wash, wring, brew, bake, scour, drens
Simple. 'Tis a great charge to come under one body's hand.
PUBLISHED BY HARPER & BROTHERS,
NO. 82 CLIFF-STREET,
TO) MRS. FAY,
Of Cambridge, Massachusetts,
THE FOLLOWING AUTHENTIC SKETCHES,
THE MINGLED RESULT
OBSERVATION AND EXPERIENCE,
ARE AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATED BY
Charleston, S. C.
Ici tout est vivant, tout parle à ma memoire
My maiden name was Clarissa Gray. I was born in the neighbourhood of Boston (Mass.), in 17, and educated with the few facilities at that time afforded for the young; that is, I read “No man may" in Webster's Spelling-book, then advanced to the more elaborate “Art of Speaking,” and committed to memory, page by page, Morse's Geography, without maps, of course in glorious uncertainty with regard to the position even of my own country. My