Mr. Hammond worked a little sawmill up there, and Mrs. Hammond had eight children.
She had twins three times.
I like babies in moderation, but twins three times in succession is TOO MUCH.
I told Mrs. Hammond so firmly, when the last pair came.
I used to get so dreadfully tired carrying them about.
"I lived up river with Mrs. Hammond over two years, and then Mr. Hammond died and Mrs. Hammond broke up housekeeping.
She divided her children among her relatives and went to the States.
I had to go to the asylum at Hopeton, because nobody would take me.
They didn't want me at the asylum, either; they said they were over-crowded as it was.
But they had to take me and I was there four months until Mrs. Spencer came."