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Holmes, Oliver Wendell, 1809-1894

"The Poet at the Breakfast-Table"

He took it
into his head to read it over, and he found there was some kind of a
condition that if it was n't kept, the property would all go back to them
that was the heirs of the one that gave the deed, and that he found out
was me. Something or other put it into his head, says she, that the
company that owned the property--it was ever so rich a company and owned
land all round everywhere--hadn't kept to the conditions. So he went to
work, says she, and hunted through his books and he inquired all round,
and he found out pretty much all about it, and at last he come to me--it
's my boarder, you know, that says all this--and says he, Ma'am, says he,
if you have any kind of fancy for being a rich woman you've only got to
say so. I didn't know what he meant, and I began to think, says she, he
must be crazy. But he explained it all to me, how I'd nothing to do but
go to court and I could get a sight of property back. Well, so she went
on telling me--there was ever so much more that I suppose was all plain
enough, but I don't remember it all--only I know my boarder was a good
deal worried at first at the thought of taking money that other people
thought was theirs, and the Register he had to talk to her, and he
brought a lawyer and he talked to her, and her friends they talked to
her, and the upshot of it all was that the company agreed to settle the
business by paying her, well, I don't know just how much, but enough to
make her one of the rich folks again.


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