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right elbow, under a weeping willow, and her other hand hanging down her side

holding a white handkerchief and a reticule, and underneath the picture it said

"Shall I Never See Thee More Alas." Another one was a young lady with her

hair all combed up straight to the top of her head, and knotted there in front of

a comb like a chair-back, and she was crying into a handkerchief and had a dead

bird laying on its back in her other hand with its heels up, and underneath the

picture it said "I Shall Never Hear Thy Sweet Chirrup More Alas." There was

one where a young lady was at a window looking up at the moon, and tears

running down her cheeks; and she had an open letter in one hand with black

sealing-wax showing on one edge of ssssssssss

it, and she was mashing a locket ssssssssss

with a chain to it against her mouth, ssssssssss

and underneath the picture it said ssssssssss

"And Art Thou Gone Yes Thou ssssssssss

Art Gone Alas." These was all ssssssssss

nice pictures, I reckon, but I didn't ssssssssss

somehow seem to take to them, be- ssssssssss

cause if ever I was down a little, ssssssssss

they always give me the fan-tods. ssssssssss

Everybody was sorry she died, be- ssssssssss

cause she had laid out a lot more of ssssssssss

these pictures to do, and a body ssssssssss

could see by what she had done what ssssssssss

they had lost. But I reckoned, ssssssssss

that with her disposition, she was ssssssssss

having a better time in the grave- ssssssssss

yard. She was at work on what ssssssssss

they said was her greatest picture ssssssssss

when she took sick, and every day ssssssssss

and every night it was her prayer to ssssssssss

be allowed to live till she got it done, but she never got the chance. It was a

picture of a young woman in a long white gown, standing on the rail of a bridge

all ready to jump off, with her hair all down her back, and looking up to the

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