Or Give Me Death

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He thought I would turn out like Mama.
Would I? Is that what marriage did to women? I thought of the women I knew. Clementina came to mind first.
She was as sane as a preacher's wife. But then, she worked with her husband. She wrote stories for the paper. She got about and saw people.
Mrs. Hooper, our neighbor? I never liked her, but no, she wasn't daft, only mean as a viper. What about Mrs. Parson, who allowed that rumor to be bandied about concerning her son Richard with the rotted flesh?
I thought about Aunt Annie. She lived in Indian territory, and we'd as yet heard no reports of her mind going.
Then! decided no. It must be only our family. And so I thought again: It's what Pa meant, truly. It might someday be me.
*** I TRIED TO GET away from the sound of the hammering belowstairs. Thank heaven the house was big enough to lose yourself in. And Pa wanted me to be mistress of the place. Very well, I would be.
I must see what Pegg was planning for supper. Cold chicken fricassee, yell
...ow squash, turtle soup, and pound cake for dessert.MoreLess
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