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<title>[Mrs. J. Bennett]: a machine readable transcription.</title>
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<p>
<handwritten>[Washington 13?] Tales - Anecdotes</handwritten></p>
<p>FOLKLORE</p>
<p>NEW YORK 
<handwritten>[10/19?] [?] 8</handwritten> 
<hi rend="underscore">Forms to be Filled out for Each Interview</hi></p>
<p>FORM A 
<hi rend="underscore">Circumstances of Interview</hi></p>
<p>STATE   New York</p>
<p>NAME OF WORKER   Marion Charles Hatch</p>
<p>ADDRESS   862 First Ave.</p>
<p>DATE   Oct. 18, &apos;38</p>
<p>SUBJECT   
<add>
<handwritten>[Folk-Stuff-</handwritten></add> Stories 
<add>
<handwritten>Told by Mrs. J. Bennett?]</handwritten></add></p>
<p>1.  Date and time of interview</p>
<p>Oct. 13, &apos;38.  Evening.</p>
<p>2.  Place of interview</p>
<p>Residence of informant.</p>
<p>3.  Name and address of informant</p>
<p>Mrs J. Bennett, 862 First Ave.</p>
<p>4.  Name and address of person, if any, who put you in touch with informant.</p>
<p>[No 
<add>
<handwritten>/</handwritten></add> one.  I became acquainted with informant 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>as a result of her living</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> in the same house 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>I live in</handwritten></add></p>
<p>5.  Name and address of person, if any, accompanying you</p>
<p>6.  Description of room, house, surroundings, etc.</p>
<p>I interviewed Mrs Bennett in the kitchin of 
<add>
<handwritten>her</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">a</del> three-room apartment on the second floor, facing First Avenue.  She had a wood fire crackling in [the?] stove as she 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> feels chills quickly.  She keeps her apartment scrupulously clean, but with a faint note of disarray issuing from the fact of her rheumatism, which prevents her moving 
<del rend="overstrike">aout</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>about</handwritten></add> easily.</p>
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<p>FOLKLORE</p>
<p>NEW YORK</p>
<p>FORM B 
<hi rend="underscore">Personal History of Informant</hi></p>
<p>STATE   New York</p>
<p>NAME OF WORKER   Marion Charles Hatch</p>
<p>ADDRESS   862 First Ave.</p>
<p>DATE   Oct. 18, &apos;38</p>
<p>SUBJECT   
<add>
<handwritten>[Folk-Stuff-</handwritten></add> Stories 
<add>
<handwritten>Told by Mrs. [?] Bennett?]</handwritten></add></p>
<p>1.  Ancestry</p>
<p>Irish.</p>
<p>2.  Place and date of birth</p>
<p>Ireland.  
<del rend="overstrike">Abut</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>About</handwritten></add> 73 years 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>of age</handwritten></add></p>
<p>3. Family</p>
<p>Widow of an American</p>
<p>4.  Places lived in, with dates</p>
<p>Ireland during early childhood.  England until about 25 years of [age?].  Since then in America</p>
<p>5.  Education, with dates</p>
<p>She was educated in a Catholic school in England, reaching what would be the equivalent of highschool.  She studied Latin and has read Dickens and Shakespeare.</p>
<p>6.  Occupations and accomplishments, with dates</p>
<p>She has been a carpet sewer since living in America.  She worked for most of the big department stores such as Wanamaker&apos;s where sales were often conditioned on changes being made in the carpets to fit odd [rooms, fire places?] 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> etc.</p>
<p>7.  Special skills and interests</p>
<p>Being crippled she enjoys reading and listening to the radio.</p>
<p>8.  Community and religious activities</p>
<p>Catholic.</p>
<p>9.  Description of informant</p>
<p>Although a woman of 73 years 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> she still has beauty, represented in eyes that still retain a deep blue sparkle, even 
<del rend="overstrike">featu</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>features,</handwritten></add> excellent forehead.  She has few wrinles and her white hair is silky. Age has been successful mainly in compressing her cheeks and stealing something of the form of the mouth and chin.  Pictures on the wall show her strikingly beautiful in youth.</p>
<p>10.  Other Points gained in interview</p></div></front>
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<p>FOLKLORE</p>
<p>NEW YORK</p>
<p>FORM C 
<hi rend="underscore">Text of Interview (Unedited)</hi></p>
<p>STATE   New York</p>
<p>NAME OF WORKER   Marion Charles Hatch</p>
<p>ADDRESS   862 First Ave,</p>
<p>DATE   Oct. 18, &apos;38</p>
<p>SUBJECT   
<add>
<handwritten>[Folk-Stuff-</handwritten></add> Stories 
<add>
<handwritten>Told by Mrs. J. Bennett?]</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">NOTE - If any of this material is [? line ?] and others mentioned should be changed</del>
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<handwritten>1</handwritten> 
<handwritten>[Form C?]</handwritten></p>
<p>I had asked Mrs Bennett previously to tell me some stories so when I entered she said:</p>
<p>&ldquo;I have a little story all fixed up.&rdquo;  She handed me a piece of paper with a story written in pencil.  The original I attach to the end of this document.  What she had written on the paper was as follows:</p>
<p>&ldquo;My mother and I called on an acquaintance 
<add>one</add> evening The husband of the lady was violinist.  He wanted to entertain us with some classic music.  He started with Cavalleria Rusticana.  In the middle of it his wife jumped up, pulled up her skirts and did a step dance and said:  &ldquo;Oh give us &apos;Johnnie get your gun, get your gun.&rdquo;</p>
<p>I read the story and laughed and then the interview proceeded as follows:  
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<handwritten>2</handwritten> 
<del rend="overstrike">[???]</del></p>
<p>My mother and I 
<del rend="overstrike">wee</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>were</handwritten></add> so mortified [he?] was so mortified [but?] we didn&apos;t dare laugh.  But on the way home we screamed with laughter.  Didn&apos;t dare laugh.  She did two 
<add>
<handwritten>or</handwritten></add> three 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> steps I wished I could [do?] it but I can&apos;t 
<add>
<handwritten>(</handwritten></add> Mrs Bennett 
<add>
<handwritten>, 73 and crippled with rheumatism gets up and tries</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">[??]</del> to imitate 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>dance</handwritten></add> We never went there again.  You know 
<del rend="overstrike">[Cavalaersa?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>Cavalleria</handwritten></add> Rusticana 
<add>
<handwritten>?</handwritten></add> He started with such pathos 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> you know.  So serious about it 
<add>
<handwritten>[?]</handwritten></add> Ha 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> Ha 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> [ha?] 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>(Laughs loud and [?]) &ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">[Myfsister?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>My sister</handwritten></add> and I My mother was expecting a baby and my 
<del rend="overstrike">siste</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>sister</handwritten></add> and I were sent 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> what shall we say 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> nurse 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> nurse [she?] was a very cross old woman [they?] always are [the?] midwife [they?] don&apos;t have any midwives any more [what?] happened to them 
<add>
<handwritten>?</handwritten></add> [they?] used 
<add>
<handwritten>/</handwritten></add> to do quite some business around here 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>at</handwritten></add> one time [yessir?] 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> [midwives?] and the doctors never got paid [they?] were called for and they were 
<add>
<handwritten>/</handwritten></add> promised the money 
<add>
<handwritten>But they never got paid</handwritten></add> [they?] just came 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> they saw they 
<del rend="overstrike">conqueed</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>conquered ([steps?] to interfere [??] on [??], the deaf janitor)</handwritten></add> 
<add>
<handwritten>(</handwritten></add> I was in there 
<del rend="overstrike">las</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>last</handwritten></add> night and he gave her a long conversation in his own language 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> you know 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> and at the end she looked up and she said 
<add>
<handwritten>&ldquo;</handwritten></add> Hmmm 
<add>
<handwritten>&apos;&rdquo;</handwritten></add> [just?] like that.  I 
<del rend="overstrike">laug</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>laughed</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> in the night [he?] just said 
<add>
<handwritten>, &rdquo;</handwritten></add> [oh?] 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> go to hell 
<add>
<handwritten>&apos;&rdquo;</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>Back to her story)</handwritten></add> [we?] took it on a run of course 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> when we were sent for that cranky old midwife She being older than I 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> what shall I say 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> she saw the importance of making haste 
<del rend="overstrike">[i?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>I</handwritten></add> was tired of running and I asked her what we were 
<del rend="overstrike">runnin</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>running</handwritten></add> for.  [and?] she said 
<add>
<handwritten>, &apos;</handwritten></add> Oh mother&apos;s going to have a baby and Mrs Tutor is bringing it 
<add>
<handwritten>,&apos;</handwritten></add> [sure?] put her name in she was over seventy then and she&apos;s probably dead and buried by now [she?] hasn&apos;t anything to worry 
<del rend="overstrike">abut</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>about</handwritten></add> if she&apos;s gone to the right place [if?] not she will have plenty to 
<del rend="overstrike">wo ry</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>worry</handwritten></add> about 
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<handwritten>3</handwritten> 
<add>
<handwritten>So I was tired of running I said, &apos;</handwritten></add> If that&apos;s the case I&apos;m not going to run any more [we?] don&apos;t want any more babies.  
<add>
<handwritten>Ha!  Ha!</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">Y u</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>You</handwritten></add> know I never 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> told my mother that.  We never dicussed having babies Isn&apos;t that funny 
<add>
<handwritten>?</handwritten></add> Having a hard 
<add>
<handwritten>/</handwritten></add> time or anything of the kind.  
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;</handwritten></add> 
<add>
<handwritten>&par;</handwritten></add> I was working in a house another 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>woman</handwritten></add> was sent to help me and there was live wire [the?] 
<del rend="overstrike">elctrician</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>electrician</handwritten></add> was working and he left a live wire exposed.  [it?] was on a lamp [and?] he was 
<del rend="overstrike">sing</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>doing</handwritten></add> something on the lamp.  [she?] 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> being deaf 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> didn&apos;t hear the man say it was alive.  [she?] went to touch [it?] and 
<add>
<handwritten>I</handwritten></add> stopped 
<add>
<handwritten>her[?]</handwritten></add> [she?] would have 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>been</handwritten></add> shocked 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> if I had n&apos;t stopped her from touching it.  [going?] home she 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>wouldn&apos;t</handwritten></add> go 
<del rend="overstrike">[down?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>down</handwritten></add> the stairs [she?] got in the 
<del rend="overstrike">eleva tr</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>elevator</handwritten></add> and wanted me to come to.  I wouldn&apos;t go in and I shut the door 
<add>
<handwritten>for her</handwritten></add> and down she went.  
<add>
<handwritten>Ha!  Ha!  (Laughs loud) she,</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> went up and down half a dozen times.  
<add>
<handwritten>Ha!  Ha!  She couldn&apos;t get it stopped</handwritten></add> she looked like wax work 
<add>
<handwritten>another [?]</handwritten></add> You never saw Madame Trouseau&apos;s in [london?] 
<add>
<handwritten>?</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">[?] [There&apos;ss?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>There&apos;s</handwritten></add> a funny thing My brother was in Madame Trouseau&apos;s and he 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> had a uniform of the English infantry 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> red coat [tall?] 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> looked fine 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> six 
<add>
<handwritten>/[?]</handwritten></add> regular scarlet coat [and?] he was standing there 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>admiring</handwritten></add> the waxworks.  He had never seen 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> them before.  And woman started to admire him [finally?] he started to move and the woman got quite a start.  She thought the statue had come to life 
<add>
<handwritten>)</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">She</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>So he</handwritten></add> was 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>clutching</handwritten></add> the lever Everybody was shouting to her.  The 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>caretaker</handwritten></add> was &ldquo;far down&rdquo; from the North of Ireland.  The lord 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> knows where 
<del rend="overstrike">tey</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>they</handwritten></add> are now [that?] was in J.  
<del rend="overstrike">p</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>P</handwritten></add>. [morgan&apos;s?] house 
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<handwritten>4</handwritten> 
<add>
<handwritten>(</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> They gave lots of work.  They occupied lots of people 
<del rend="overstrike">so</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>So</handwritten></add> the 
<add>
<handwritten>(</handwritten></add> far-down 
<add>
<handwritten>)</handwritten></add>.  They were always having something done over 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>and</handwritten></add> they treated 
<del rend="overstrike">ev rybody</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>everybody</handwritten></add> so nice.  One time we 
<del rend="overstrike">ther</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>there</handwritten></add> and 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> she thought 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>the</handwritten></add> work wasn&apos;t going as well as she thought it 
<del rend="overstrike">shuld</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>should</handwritten></add> be [she?] said she wouldn&apos;t have 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>anything</handwritten></add> to do with any 
<del rend="overstrike">[??]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>of</handwritten></add> the work people [she?] was finished with the boss [and?] she 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>threw</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> everybody out in the first place So we thought we were through.  But we asked another man and he said if our work was satisfactory just to go back in the morning.  Morgan&apos;s daughter said I thought I told you I was through.  I took a chance I said [but?] we came from another office[ 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add>?] [and?] she said all right then stay at work.  [and?] so we kept the job and later she gave us &dollar;5 and laughed about the incident.  
<add>
<handwritten>)</handwritten></add> 
<add>
<handwritten>&par;</handwritten></add> &ldquo;Take your [haan?] off the [haandle?]&rdquo; you can&apos;t put the accent in.  
<del rend="overstrike">[?] [?????]</del> She-kept up to the roof and down the cellar.  
<add>
<handwritten>Couldn&apos;t stop that elevator</handwritten></add> She went up and down several times.  She looked more like a statue than anything else.  Then I went like this to her 
<add>
<handwritten>(</handwritten></add> gestures 
<add>
<handwritten>)</handwritten></add> but you can&apos;t put that down [and?] she judged from that to take her hand off the handle.  So finally she took her hand off the handle and stopped the car.  Oh she was a devil [a?] devil of a woman I wished 
<del rend="overstrike">aftewards</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>afterwards</handwritten></add> she had 
<del rend="overstrike">ouched</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>touched</handwritten></add> the live wire and got a shock.  
<add>
<handwritten>Ha!  Ha!  Ha!</handwritten></add>
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<handwritten>5</handwritten></p>
<p>[oh?] 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> [she?] was horrid in every way [a?] mean woman I couldn&apos;t describe her really.  I think all deaf people are mean.  Suspicious because they can&apos;t hear.  
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;</handwritten></add></p>
<p>Mrs 
<del rend="overstrike">[???]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>[?] comes in Mrs. [?] had</handwritten></add> lived in 
<add>
<handwritten>this</handwritten></add> house for twenty years 
<add>
<handwritten>but had recently moved a block or two away She was now moving again this time to 86th street She came in to say [goodby?]</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">came in to say goodbye.  She is moving up to 86th street.</del> You&apos;re going away now.  I won&apos;t see you again.  I could cry (Mrs 
<del rend="overstrike">B</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>Bennett</handwritten></add> can hardly keep the tears back.)  Oh don&apos;t [doa?] that Mrs 
<del rend="overstrike">[?] B. Don&apos;t</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>Bennett Don&apos;ta</handwritten></add> cry.&rdquo;  Mrs [B?] 
<add>
<handwritten>&ldquo;</handwritten></add> Oh you have no sentiment 
<add>
<handwritten>/</handwritten></add> You&apos;re too tired to have sentiment.  You don&apos;t feel.  You are going away and you don&apos;t even want to cry.  
<add>
<handwritten>&ldquo; Mrs. [?]</handwritten></add> &ldquo;[Weell?] whata you think 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> I&apos;m going to 86 street.  Not going to Italy or Europe 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> just to 86th street 
<add>
<handwritten>&ldquo;</handwritten></add>.  
<add>
<handwritten>Mrs Bennett:</handwritten></add> &ldquo;You have no sentiment [you?] don&apos;t feel.  
<del rend="overstrike">&ldquo;</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>Mrs. [?]</handwritten></add> &ldquo;You musta have a little philosophy I&apos;ll be coming down here.  
<del rend="overstrike">&ldquo;</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>Mrs. Bennett.</handwritten></add> &ldquo;Yes but not so often 
<add>
<handwritten>&ldquo;.</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> At door 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> Mrs [M:?] 
<add>
<handwritten>using our expression,</handwritten></add> Well 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> good night.  Mrs 
<add>
<handwritten>Bennett</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">B:</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>Bennett</handwritten></add> (Almost weeping 
<add>
<handwritten>, choking</handwritten></add> ) &ldquo;Good bye 
<add>
<handwritten>!&rdquo;</handwritten></add> Mrs [B?] follows her into hall to say something alone.) 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;</handwritten></add>
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<printpgno>6</printpgno></pageinfo>
<handwritten>6</handwritten> 
<add>
<handwritten>&par;When I was a child</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> I was in bed and asleep woke up and saw a [?] looking through the window at me.  I immediately [?] my head under the bed clothes and went off to sleep.  
<add>
<handwritten>Ha!  Ha!</handwritten></add> That settled that [another?] kid would bawl.  That was on 
<del rend="overstrike">t e</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>the</handwritten></add> ground floor.  We were in bed three of us slept in a bed great big 
<del rend="overstrike">b d</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>bed</handwritten></add> [none?] of these little bits of things 
<add>
<handwritten>&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;</handwritten></add> they 
<add>
<handwritten>have</handwritten></add> here 
<add>
<handwritten>&par;</handwritten></add> [we?] were all in bed one night [my?] father had an extension made over the extension was a sort of a loft where father kept leather 
<add>
<handwritten>He made boots for [??officers?]</handwritten></add> [had?] to have a lot of leather 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> [he?] used to keep leather in loft [one?] night we were 
<add>
<handwritten>/</handwritten></add> all in bed and we went to sleep.  [we?] heard some 
<del rend="overstrike">cre ping</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>creeping</handwritten></add> over head [sh?] 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> [sh?] 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> [listen?] 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> [listen?] 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">ceeping</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>creeping</handwritten></add> came over further and further and the first thing the fellow did he 
<del rend="overstrike">[fell?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>fell</handwritten></add> through the ceiling his leg came through the ceiling.  Ha 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> [ha?] 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> [ha?] 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> [we?] jumped out of bed [we?] nearly knocked each other down trying to get out quick 
<add>
<handwritten>(</handwritten></add> [laughs?] 
<add>
<handwritten>)</handwritten></add> [ha?] 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> [ha?] 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> [nobody?] wanted to be last for fear he would catch us.  [well?] we ran up to my father 
<del rend="overstrike">[?] motther</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>and mother</handwritten></add> [of?] course shouting not crying [somebody?] getting in or something [well?] of course my father 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> just right away 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> thought of the leather [so?] him and my mother went out to see what it was all bout.  Of course the fellow was gone when he heard us shout There was nobody there.  A hide of leather was gone 
<pageinfo>
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<printpgno>7</printpgno></pageinfo>
<handwritten>7</handwritten></p>
<p>[there?] must have been somebody there throwing the leather down [so?] we stayed up in 
<del rend="overstrike">[ mother&apos;s?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>mother&apos;s</handwritten></add> room til everything was over.  Mother said 
<add>
<handwritten>, &apos;</handwritten></add> [oh?] it was nobody there.  It was some cats.  How did the cats fall through the ceiling 
<add>
<handwritten>?</handwritten></add> [oh?] 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> the ceiling was weak 
<add>
<handwritten>!&rdquo;</handwritten></add> We believed it all and went right back to sleep.  
<add>
<handwritten>&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;</handwritten></add> 
<add>
<handwritten>&par;</handwritten></add> [my?] father made shoes He could make lady&apos;s shoes, gentleman&apos;s running pump 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> a lady&apos;s patent slipper 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> [turned?] inside out [he?] was a swell shoe maker.  I heard my father say 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> telling some stories 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> he said when he was serving his time he had to serve seven years.  [there?] was seven of them of the m slept in one room [and?] when one fellow wanted to go out with his girl the other six had to stay home.  [they?] had only one good suit between them Ha 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> ha 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> ha 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> I&apos;ve heard my father 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>tell</handwritten></add> that many times.  My mother used to be awfully 
<del rend="overstrike">ashaed</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>ashamed</handwritten></add> and so did we but afterwards it seemed so ridiculous.  [and?] when one went with his girl the 
<del rend="overstrike">othe s</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>others</handwritten></add> had to stay home [oh?] 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> dear 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> dear 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> dear [what?] funny things 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> [that&apos;s?] all life 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> [them?] fellows don&apos;t care as long as they are having a good 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>time</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">&mdash;&mdash;&mdash;&mdash;&mdash;-</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;</handwritten></add> 
<add>
<handwritten>[?] to scare:</handwritten></add></p>
<p>[its?] a wonder our hearts didn&apos;t jump out of place [how?] were 
<add>
<handwritten>they</handwritten></add> kept intact.</p>
<p>[they?] were 
<add>
<handwritten>/</handwritten></add> [?] entices you know [they?] weren&apos;t full 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>fledged</handwritten></add> [they?] didn&apos;t have much money [you?] don&apos;t get much when 
<del rend="overstrike">youre</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>you&apos;re</handwritten></add> an apprentice.  I guess they feed them that&apos;s all.  
<del rend="overstrike">&mdash;&mdash;&mdash;-</del>
<note>
<handwritten>[C.O.D.?]</handwritten></note>
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<printpgno>8</printpgno></pageinfo>
<handwritten>8</handwritten></p>
<p>I can just see us getting out of bed with one accord [ha?] 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> ha 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> ha 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> [the?] last one&apos;s a sissy [ha?] 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> ha 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> ha 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add>.  The last one would be somebody.  
<add>
<handwritten>Ha!</handwritten></add> [probably?] 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>one</handwritten></add> of the men that worked for my father [years?] after my mother told us but father wouldn&apos;t tell us [the?] men who worked for father knew 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>the leather</handwritten></add> was there [many?] and many a soldier us kids 
<del rend="overstrike">[ used?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>used</handwritten></add> to shield They stay out to see their girl [they?] stay over time [if?] 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>they&apos;re</handwritten></add> caught out in the town without a pass they take them to the guard house 
<del rend="overstrike">you</del> [you?] know.  [many?] and many a 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>soldier</handwritten></add> I&apos;ve seen hiding 
<del rend="overstrike">when</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>When</handwritten></add> the provost asked we&apos;d say they&apos;ve gone [they?] would stand in some niche you know and stand there so they wouldn&apos;t be 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>seen</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;</handwritten></add> 
<add>
<handwritten>&par;</handwritten></add> I went to a 
<del rend="overstrike">bachelor(s</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>bachelor&apos;s</handwritten></add> apartment and two men 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> very nice [oh?] I got quite chummy 
<del rend="overstrike">w th</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>with</handwritten></add> them 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> afterwards [they?] were very nice.  I went 
<add>
<handwritten>to</handwritten></add> sew and my scissors 
<add>
<handwritten>went</handwritten></add> down beside me I&apos;ll give you an idea of the scissors I have some 
<del rend="overstrike">simil</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>similar</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> [of?] 
<del rend="overstrike">c urse</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>course</handwritten></add> it isn&apos;t the same as all those year You wouldn&apos;t imagine how much callous you can get cutting 
<add>
<handwritten>(She shows scissors with a</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">[?] Piece</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>piece</handwritten></add> of binding 
<add>
<handwritten>to protect the hands.</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">[??]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>We</handwritten></add> hang it on our waist so we don&apos;t throw it on the floor afterwards.  You can always tell a person doesn&apos;t know how to work [how?] they rig themselves [how?] they cut the thread.  
<del rend="overstrike">[??]</del> A big bull dog came in and sat in 
<del rend="overstrike">fron</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>front</handwritten></add> of 
<add>
<handwritten>me</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> watching me.  
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> I was in 
<del rend="overstrike">ther</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>there</handwritten></add> by myself 
<del rend="overstrike">[??]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>so terrified</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">[??]</del>
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<printpgno>9</printpgno></pageinfo>
<handwritten>9</handwritten></p>
<p>I was in 
<del rend="overstrike">thre</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>there</handwritten></add> alone and the big bull dog came in watching me.  [was?] I scared 
<add>
<handwritten>?</handwritten></add> I was afraid to pull out my hand to sew.  I was afraid to lift out the scissors.  If I lifted up the scissors he&apos;d go for you 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> I think.  [so?] I called out after 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> a while 
<add>
<handwritten>, &apos;</handwritten></add> [will?] somebody come and 
<del rend="overstrike">takthis</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>take/this</handwritten></add> dog away.  I was so frightened 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> my own voice 
<add>
<handwritten>was</handwritten></add> frightened.  
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> Oh 
<add>
<handwritten>, [he?],</handwritten></add> says 
<add>
<handwritten>, &apos;</handwritten></add> he wouldn&apos;t hurt you he&apos;s an awful nice dog [he?] wouldn&apos;t hurt you &ldquo;I was afraid to pull my 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>hand</handwritten></add> out [afraid?] to cut the thread with the scissors.  
<add>
<handwritten>&ldquo;</handwritten></add> If you don&apos;t take him away I&apos;ll never do any work 
<add>
<handwritten>.&rdquo;  I said</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">[??]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;</handwritten></add> 
<add>
<handwritten>&par;</handwritten></add> This one I don&apos;t know whether I should tell you or not That was a big private house on Lexington avenue [the?] son 
<del rend="overstrike">o</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>of</handwritten></add> the house 
<add>
<handwritten>was</handwritten></add> a son of a gun.  
<add>
<handwritten>Ha!  Ha!</handwritten></add> I was sitting on the floor sewing the carpet Oh 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> I could go to the court 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> but I don&apos;t like that.  They would only say I was an [adventuress?].  I had no witnesses.  I couldn&apos;t 
<del rend="overstrike">prve</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>prove</handwritten></add> anything.  I was 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>very</handwritten></add> plump in those days 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> today I&apos;m 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> broad 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> but then I was plump.  
<del rend="overstrike">he</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>He</handwritten></add> sat down beside me 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> on his hunkers and told me I had a wonderful complexion I paid no attention to his flattery.  Then I saw 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> something 
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<handwritten>10</handwritten></p>
<p>I just got up and ran.  I would have thrown those shears through a window 
<add>
<handwritten>to attract somebody&apos;s attention</handwritten></add> but the window had shutters and I couldn&apos;t do that.  So I ran until I couldn&apos;t run any more I was tired out.  Of course other people have better stories 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> but 
<add>
<handwritten>(</handwritten></add> [sarcastically?] 
<add>
<handwritten>, [?] a refined [?] &rdquo;</handwritten></add> [they?] wouldn&apos;t remember them.  
<add>
<handwritten>Oh no!  no!  no!  &rdquo;</handwritten></add> I&apos;d like to see him do that to me.  He&apos;d know better.  
<add>
<handwritten>&ldquo;</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">[???????] [?????????????????]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>(She laughs)</handwritten></add> So he ran after me until couldn&apos;t run 
<del rend="overstrike">and</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>any</handwritten></add> more I turned on him and held my shears 
<add>
<handwritten>, &rdquo;</handwritten></add> If 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> you come a step nearer I&apos;ll push these right through you 
<add>
<handwritten>&ldquo;</handwritten></add> [well?] what happened 
<add>
<handwritten>?&rdquo;</handwritten></add> I asked 
<add>
<handwritten>Mrs Bennett answered:</handwritten></add> &ldquo;Well it was all 
<del rend="overstrike">ver</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>over</handwritten></add> by then.  Nothing more 
<add>
<handwritten>.&rdquo;</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">&mdash;&mdash;&mdash;-</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;</handwritten></add>
<pageinfo>
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<printpgno>11</printpgno></pageinfo>
<handwritten>11</handwritten> 
<add>
<handwritten>&par;</handwritten></add> Mrs Slavic, the superntendent, very deaf 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> knocks at the door.</p>
<p>Mrs 
<del rend="overstrike">B.</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>Bennett</handwritten></add> &ldquo;Is she back 
<add>
<handwritten>?</handwritten></add> Don&apos;t answer the door 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> She&apos;s a nuisance 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> I don&apos;t want her to see you in here.  She&apos;s so 
<del rend="overstrike">nosy</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>nosey</handwritten></add>.  (Mrs Slavic pushes in.)  Oh 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> was that door unlocked 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add></p>
<p>Mrs Slavic (Speaks in loud uncontrolled voice of deaf person.)  Look at this 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> (She has copy of 
<add>
<handwritten>the</handwritten></add> magazine Life 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> opened.)  Is this awful 
<add>
<handwritten>?</handwritten></add> Its pictures of a baby [how?] you get baby.  (Mrs B. interposes 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> right in front of Mrs Slavic.)  Isn&apos;t she stupid 
<add>
<handwritten>?</handwritten></add> She can&apos;t hear anything we say.  Or perhaps she can.  If she can hear she&apos;s 
<del rend="overstrike">ge ting</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>getting</handwritten></add> an earful.</p>
<p>Mrs Slavic:  
<del rend="overstrike">he</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>the</handwritten></add> things they print now.  My boy showed this to me [oh?] its awful 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> awful.  Mrs 
<del rend="overstrike">B.</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>Bennett.</handwritten></add> All right [go?] on home now (Mrs Slavic of course doesn&apos;t hear.)  (Finally Mrs Slavic completes 
<del rend="overstrike">he e</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>here</handwritten></add> criticism of 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>Life</handwritten></add>, sees that we are busy 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> and goes out.) 
<add>
<handwritten>&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;</handwritten></add>
<pageinfo>
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<printpgno>12</printpgno></pageinfo>
<handwritten>12</handwritten> 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>Mrs Slavic</handwritten></add> is deaf [so?] I went in there She was making bread.  She offered me some of this hot bread.  I couldn&apos;t eat anything in there.  
<add>
<handwritten>Ugh!  (gesture of repugnance).</handwritten></add> So I said no I don&apos;t want anything.  She said it 
<del rend="overstrike">wasn&apos;t</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>won&apos;t</handwritten></add> hurt me.  I said 
<add>
<handwritten>, &rdquo;</handwritten></add> No 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> No 
<add>
<handwritten>!</handwritten></add> I don&apos;t want any.  I know what&apos;s good for my system 
<add>
<handwritten>&ldquo;</handwritten></add>..  &ldquo;Oh 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> she says 
<add>
<handwritten>, &rdquo;</handwritten></add> I didn&apos;t know your 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> sister was in the city.  [your?] sister isn&apos;t here 
<add>
<handwritten>?  Ha!  Ha! &ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>Reverting to first story about &ldquo;Johnny get your gun&rdquo;</handwritten></add></p>
<p>We were 
<add>
<handwritten>/</handwritten></add> laughing so they must have thought we were drunk we were taking both sides and the middle.  We couldn&apos;t 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>walk</handwritten></add> straight.  
<del rend="overstrike">[about Johnny get your gun johnny get your gun.</del></p>
<p>&mdash;&mdash;&mdash;&mdash;&mdash;&mdash; 
<add>
<handwritten>&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;</handwritten></add></p>
<p>This lady was named Susan.  The landlady 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> the janitor Her friends didn&apos;t like her name Susan so she changed her name to Bessie as a favor to her friends.  So when she had her little boy christened the priest asked for her name and she told him Bessie.  The priest put it down 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> Elizabeth.  Well when that lady came home she was so 
<del rend="overstrike">indignat</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>indignant</handwritten></add>.  
<del rend="overstrike">what</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>&ldquo;What</handwritten></add> do you think 
<add>
<handwritten>, &rdquo;</handwritten></add> she says 
<add>
<handwritten>, &rdquo;</handwritten></add> he put me down 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> Elizabeth.  
<add>
<handwritten>&ldquo;</handwritten></add> I said 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> 
<add>
<handwritten>&ldquo;</handwritten></add> [that?] is Elizabeth 
<add>
<handwritten>&ldquo;</handwritten></add> [of?] course she didn&apos;t know until she came home and somebody read it to her because she can&apos;t read 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> you know.  You can imagine the fun I have sometimes with them.  
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<handwritten>13</handwritten></p>
<p>Next door the girl was always crying.  She didn&apos;t know what she was crying for.  I 
<del rend="overstrike">wuld</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>would</handwritten></add> tell her 
<add>
<handwritten>, &ldquo;You&apos;re</handwritten></add> 
<del rend="overstrike">You</del> crying there 
<add>
<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> just crocodile tears 
<add>
<handwritten>&ldquo;</handwritten></add> [then?] later the mother would turn on the daughter and say &ldquo;Oh you and your crocked dile tears.&rdquo; 
<del rend="overstrike">&mdash;&mdash;&mdash;&mdash;&mdash;-</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;&ast;</handwritten></add></p>
<p>I came down to this room so 
<del rend="overstrike">Igd</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>I&apos;d</handwritten></add> be able to get down to the street [?].  And I&apos;ve been here six months and haven&apos;t been down once.  ([laughs?]) I&apos;ve 
<del rend="overstrike">[got?]</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>got</handwritten></add> now so I don&apos;t want to go down.  I just sit at the window and look down at the world.  Its fun.  Sometimes I have trouble getting my groceries One day I dropped half a bucket of ashes down to the street trying to attract some boy&apos;s attention.  The delicatessen charges a couple of extra pennies for everything and 
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del> I have to give the kids a couple of 
<del rend="overstrike">pennie</del> 
<add>
<handwritten>pennies</handwritten></add></p>
<p>(As I prepared to go.)</p>
<p>(Very politely.)  Now I&apos;ve done you a favor perhaps you can do me one.  Get me a loaf of Banner whole wheat bread and a quarter pound of butter.  
<del rend="overstrike">[?]</del></p>
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<p>FOLKLORE</p>
<p>NEW YORK</p>
<p>FORM D 
<hi rend="underscore">Extra Comment</hi></p>
<p>STATE   New York</p>
<p>NAME OF WORKER   Marion Charles Hatch</p>
<p>ADDRESS   862 First Ave.</p>
<p>DATE   Oct. 18 &apos;38</p>
<p>SUBJECT   
<add>
<handwritten>[Folk-Stuff-</handwritten></add> Stories 
<add>
<handwritten>told by Mrs Bennett?]</handwritten></add></p>
<p>I decided Mrs Bennett would be a good prospect for stories.  She stopped me again in the hall and asked me if I wanted a coal stove.  A friend of hers 
<add>
<handwritten>/</handwritten></add> was moving away and wanted to give away a stove.  I took this opportunity to make an appointment to get some stories from her.</p>
<p>Mrs Bennett is very quick and tart in her opinions.  This quality is ballanced by a keen sense of humor and a musical laugh that can often be heard through the halls.  &ldquo;There&apos;s not enough jollity in this house.  All these foreign people.  They never laugh&rdquo;, she once said.  The lady above her could never hear her playing the radio but occasionally heard her laugh.  &ldquo;Some times I am thinking over these things and laugh outloud in bed in the middle of the night.&rdquo;, she said.</p>
<p>A word or two to underline her outspokeness.  During the telling of the stories she stopped to remark, &ldquo;Oh you do have a sense of humor.  You know when I gave you that rose you were so embarrassed.  I thought you were the dullest man I ever met in my life.&rdquo;  When I came downstairs for the interview she said &ldquo;Oh I knew that was you all right.  You always slam your door.&rdquo;  I pointed out that the old man who lives next to me and who gets up at 5 a.m. to go to work in the slaughterhouse asked me to turn the radio off at 9 p.m.  &ldquo;Don&apos;t pay any attention to that old fool.  All the good programs come after 9.  Don&apos;t worry he&apos;ll sleep all right if he&apos;s tired enough.&rdquo; 
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<del rend="overstrike">FOLKLORE NEW YORK FORM D 
<hi rend="underscore">Extra Comment</hi> STATE   New York  NAME OF WORKER   Marion Charles Hatch ADDRESS   869 First Ave. DATE   Oct. 16, &apos;38 SUBJECT   Stories</del></p>
<p>Mrs Bennett has lived in the tenement house 
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<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> for more than 30 years.  Six months ago, because her rheumatism had 
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<handwritten>become</handwritten></add> worse, she moved from an upper apartment to her present home, one flight above street level, &ldquo;in order to get out of the house once in awhile and I haven&apos;t 
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<p>I met Mrs Bennett in the following manner.  Being imprisoned by her rheumatism she often 
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<handwritten>upstairs</handwritten></add> one day she stopped me in the hall and handed me a rose, saying very graciously, &ldquo;I want to give you this in memory of Mother&apos;s Day&rdquo;</p>
<p>I met Mrs Bennett and talked to her again during a rent strike which was exciting but failed to jell.  I remember a remark she made to me in the hall.  She had 
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<handwritten>described</handwritten></add> her cloistered existence in a phrase or two and then added in a vigorous whisper, &ldquo;I feel like a caged lion.  &ldquo;Her eyes flashed as she wobbled, incongruously, back to her room.</p>
<p>On another occasion she was having a conversation with Mrs Slavic, the deaf janitor who talks in a 
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<handwritten>,</handwritten></add> who is forever gathering box boards and storing them in her rooms for firewood.  I was passing the three women in the hall when Mrs Bennett asked me who won the German French war of 1870.  I was almost as embarrassed as when she handed me the rose, but answered Germany which turned out to be the right guess.  
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