Monday, May 25, 2015

“Wisha! Wisha!,” She Exclaimed, Rubbing Her Finger across Her Sallow Brow, and Then Plucking Tufts of Maiden Hair out of the Old Walls, “It Bothers One to Think How Often That Tomb Has Been Opened.” (1844)

Mrs. S.C. Hall, “Jack the Shrimp,” Sketches of Irish Character: Illustrated Edition (London: M.A. Nattali, 1844), 134.