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MRS. PARTINGTON BEATING UP.
“There 's poor Hardy Lee called again,” said Mrs.
Partington on a trip from Cape Cod to Boston. The
wind was ahead, and the vessel had to beat up, and the
order to put the helm “hard a lee” had been heard
through the night. “Hardy Lee, again! I declare I
should think the poor creetur would be completely exasperated
with fatigue; and I 'm certain he has n't eat a
blessed mouthful of anything all the while. Captain, do
call the poor cretur down, or Natur can't stand it.”
There was a tremor in her voice as indignant humanity
found utterance. “It a'n't Christian — it is more like
the treatment of Hottenpots or heathen!”
The captain went on deck, and a sudden lurch of the
vessel sent the old lady on her beam-ends among some
boxes, recovering from which forgetfulness of “Hardy
Lee” ensued, and this tack brought her to the wharf.
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