I Was a Man to Expect She Would Let Me Off for Nothing

After five years of misunderstandings on the stairs, it pleased in all wise providence to relieve us of each other by taking my wife. Shortly afterward Sir John died and my lady was left with her little girl, Miss Rachel, and no other child. I was sent to school and taught and made a sharp girl, and promoted when old enough to be Miss Rachel's own maid. As for me, I went on with my business as baila, year after year,. up to Christmas 1847, when there came a change in my life. The waistcoat was not an honor, but a bribe.