The Mississippi Creole. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1841-1851, 1849-07-07
A bit of Nature,
BY W. H.

yes says shei rather surprised.
well, my DEAR said i, looking her hard
in the face, 'Lady Tiptoff, who knows him,
wants a nurse for her son, Lord Poonings.
Will you be a brave woman, and look for
the place, and mOyhap replace the little one
that God has taken from you.'
She beganto trembIe and blush; and then
told her what your Mr., Sam had told me the
other day about your money matters; and no
sooner did she hear it, than she sprung to her
bonnet and said, 'come,come,'an in five min
utes she had me by the arm, and we walked
together to Grosvenor Square. The air did her
no harm, MI. Sam, and during the whole of
the walk she never cried but once and then it
was at seeing a nursery maid in the square.
"A great fellow in livery opens the door'
and says, "You're the lorty-ftth as come about
this ere place; but, fust let me ask you a pre-
hminary question, Are you a Hirish wo-
man?'
mo, sir says Mrs. 4.
THAT'S sufishant, mem, says the gentleman
in plush q see your not by your accent. Step
this way, ladies, if you please. You'll find
8 mo more candidix for the place up stairs; but
sent away forty-iour happIlcunts because
they was Hirish.'
'We were taken up stairs over very soft
carpets, and brought into a room and told by
an old lady who was there to speak very soft
ly, for my lady was only two rooms off. And
when asked how the baby and her ladyship
were, the old lady told me that both were pref
ty well; only the Doctor said Lady Tiptoff
was too delicate to nurse any longer; and so
it was considered necessary to have a wet
nurse.
There was another young woman in the
rooms, a tall, fine woman, as ever you Jaw
that looked very angry and contempshious al
Mrs. T. and me, and said, "I've brought a let
ter from the Duchess whose daughter must,
and think, Mrs. Blenkinsop, mem, my Lady
Tiptoff may look far before she finds such a.
mother nuss as me. Five feet six inches high
had the small pOx, married to a corporalin the
life guards, perfectly healthy, best of cbaract-
ers, only drink water, and as for the child
mann, if her l~adyship had six, I've a plenty
for them ALL
AS the woman was making this speech, a
little gentleman in black, came in from the
next room, treadlng as if on velvet, The wo-
man got up, and made him a low courtesy, and
folding her arms on her great broad chest, re-
peated Che speech she had made before. Mrs.
7. did not get up from her chair, but only
made a sort of bow;-which, to be sure, |
thought, was ill manners as this gentleman was
evidently the apOthecary. He looked hard at
her, and said. well, my good woman, and are
you come about the place too.
''Yes, sir says she, blushing.
"You seem very delicate. How old is your
child? How many have you had! What char
acter have you?
Your wife didn't answers; SO l step
ped up and said, "Sir,' says l, 'this lady
has just lost her first child, and isn't used to
look for places, being the daughter Of capt
mOnt of manners in not getting up when you
came in
THE doctor at this time sat down and begun
talking very kindly to her; he said that he
was afraid that her application would not be
successful, as Mrs. Horner cam very strongly
recommended from the Duchess ofDoncaster,
whose relative lady Tiptof was; and presently
myAlady appeared looking very pretty, MAIN,
in an elegant lace cap, and a sweet muslin rose
de sham.
"A nurse came out of her la6yship's room,
and while my lady was talking to us, walked
up and down in the next room with something
in her arms.
"First my lady spoke to Mrs HOrner, and
then to Mrs, T.; but all the while she was
talking, Mrs. Titmarsn, rather rudely as
thought, mama. was looking into the next
room, distinguishing at the baby there with
all her might. My lady asked her name, and
, if she had any character; and as she did moi
} speak, l spoke up for her, and said she was the
wife Of the best man in the world, that her la
dyship knew the gentleman too, and had bro't
him a haunch of E%enison. Then Lady Tip
tofF looked up quite astOnished, and told the
whole story how you h%adlbeen head clerk, and
that Rascal, Brough, had brought you to ruin
e sPoOr thingH said my lady; Mrs! Titmarsh dd
d not speak, but still kept looking at the baby
n aud the great big grenadier of a Mrs. Hornel
looked angrily at her.
: Poor thing said my lady, taking Mrs. II
IS hand very kind, she seems very young. 'Ho"
Q old are you my dear?'
Five weeks and two days!' says your wife
sobbing.
0 Mrs. Horner burst into a laugh; but ther'
was a tearin my lady's eyes, for she knew
G what the poor thing was thinking of.
"Silence, woman, says she angrily to tn
great grenadier woman, and at this moment TIL
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