And when she told 'em over to me, and I meditated on her reasons for sendin' 'em, and her need of havin' 'em done, I felt that I would do the errents for her if a breath was left in my body. I felt that I would bear them 2 errents of hern on my tower side by side with my own private, hefty mission for Josiah.
She come for a all day's visit; and though she is a vegetable widow, and very humbly, I wuz middlin' glad to see her. But thinks'es I to myself as I carried away her things into the bedroom, “She'll want to send some errent by me;” and I wondered what it wouldn't be.
And so it didn't surprise me any when she asked me the first thing when I got back “if I would lobby a little for her in Washington.”
And I looked agreeable to the idee; for I s'posed it wuz some new kind of tattin', mebby, or fancy work. And I told her “I shouldn't have much time, but I would try to buy her some if I could.”
And she said “she wanted me to lobby, myself.”
And then I thought mebby it wus some new kind of waltz; and I told her “I was too old to lobby, I hadn't lobbied a step since I was married.”
And then she said “she wanted me to canvass some of the senators.”
And I hung back, and asked her in a cautius tone “how many she wanted canvassed, and how much canvass it would take?”
I knew I had a good many things to buy for my tower; and, though I wanted to obleege Dorlesky, I didn't feel like runnin' into any great expense for canvass.
And then she broke off from that subject, and said “she wanted her rights, and wanted the Whiskey Ring broke up.”