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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1860 Excerpt: ...dressed almost like a lady. She had on a green dress, and wore a black velvet hood and steeplecrowned hat. She carried a staff in her hand as long as herself--the sort of staff that old men and old women used to help themselves along with long ago. They seem to be out of fashion now. Well, when the good woman saw the green lady near her she rose up and began courtesying, and said, "Madam, I am one of the most misfortunate women alive, for I have lost--" But the green woman interrupted her, saying--"I don't wish to hear piper's news and fiddler's tales, my good woman. I know that you have lost the good man of the house, but that is no such great loss; and I know that your sow is very ill, which is worse; but that can be remedied. Now, what will you give me if I cure your sow?" "Anything your good Ladyship likes," answered, the good Woman, for she little knew whom she had to deal with. "Let's shake hands on that bargain," said the green Lady; so they shook hands, and madam then marched into the sty. She looked peeringly at the sow, and then began to mutter something which the good woman could not well understand, but she said it sounded like--"Pitter patter, Holy water." Then she took a little bottle out of her pocket, with something like oil in it, and rubbed the sow about the snout and on the tip of the tail. "Get up, beast," said the green woman; and no sooner said than done, for up jumps the sow with a grunt and goes off to the trough for her breakfast. The good woman of Kittleroopit was now as happy as need be, and would have kissed the very hem of the green madam's gown-tail, but she wouldn't let her, and said, " I'm not fond of any such nonsense; but now that I have set your sick beast on...