The Greatest Plague of Life: or, the Adventures of a Lady in Search of a Good Servant.Mayhew, Henry
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The Greatest Plague of Life: or, the Adventures of a Lady in Search of a Good Servant.
Mayhew, Henry
English wit and humor; Household employees
All this delighted Edward extremely to hear, and he said that things
were going on beautifully; and they were both of them getting as
miserable and discontented as he could possibly have wished. At the same
time, he desired Mrs. Toosypegs never to allow the ladies to come
bothering me, and on no account to pay any attention to what either of
them said; for the wicked rogue told me, that, in order to bring about
the explosion he so devoutly prayed for, he always made it a point of
siding with both of them. Accordingly, whenever Mrs. Yapp came
complaining to him, he invariably agreed with her that Mrs. B--ff--n
knew nothing about the treatment of infants, and he should take it as a
favour if she would keep dear mother from interfering with me as much as
possible;--while, on the other hand, whenever Mrs. B--ff--n asked him
what she had better do, he always told her Mrs. Yapp was quite ignorant
of the management of children, and that, of course, he wished my dear
mother to prevent her from coming into the bedroom at all. So he
supposed it was this that made them both so determined on pursuing their
own plans; and though he assured me it was far from comfortable work
sleeping upon that wretched sofa in the back drawing-room, with nothing
but cloaks to cover him, still, he said, he shouldn’t murmur, if it was
stuffed with broken bottles instead of horse-hair, so long as his two
mothers-in-law slept together, and had an opportunity of carrying on
their quarrels in bed.
So matters went on; until, I declare to goodness, I got nearly as sick
and tired of my own dear mother as I was worn out of all patience with
the mother of my husband’s poor first wife; and I began to wish to be
quit of them both nearly as much as Edward did. I verily believe their
continual quarrellings, and bickerings, and squabblings, threw me back
frightfully; and, indeed, Mrs. Toosypegs told me, that, with the very
fine constitution I have of my own, I ought to have been out of bed and
about at least ten days earlier than I was, (it was more than a month
before I got thoroughly down-stairs.) To my great horror, just before
Mrs. Toosypegs went, she brought me word that the small-pox had broken
out among the soldiers in Albany-street Barracks; and as I knew that
those soldiers _would_ come bothering after our pretty Susan, of course
I saw clear enough that they would be bringing it into the house in
their red jackets, and I should have my little girl catching it--poor
innocent dear--and perhaps growing up with her face full of holes, and
looking for all the world like a sponge. So I determined pretty
quickly on getting nurse to go with me to the establishment in
Bloomsbury-square, and get the sweet cherub vaccinated.
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