The Talkative Wig

By Eliza Lee Cabot Follen

Eliza Follen was a 19th century American author best known for being an abolitionist and railing against slavery during the Civil War era.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Krill Press
• Release date: Mar 2, 2016
• ISBN: 9781531241872

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THE TALKATIVE WIG

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Eliza Lee Cabot Follen

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BY: MRS. FOLLEN: With Illustrations by Billings and others: THE OLD GARRET.

The Talkative Wig

By

Eliza Lee Cabot Follen

The Talkative Wig

Published by Milk Press

New York City, NY

First published circa 1880

Copyright © Milk Press, 2015

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BY: MRS. FOLLEN: WITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY BILLINGS AND OTHERS: THE OLD GARRET.

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PRAY, DEAR MOTHER, SAID THE boys, tell us what else you heard in the old garret.

You know, said she, "it was on a rainy Sunday when my mother sent me up there with my book, Pilgrim’s Progress. This book always delighted me, and set my fancy to work in some way or other.

After reading a while, I began to look at the queer old things in the garret. Pussy began to purr louder and louder, and at last I fell again into the same dreamy sleep that I was in at first.

Presently I heard the same confused sound which I heard before when the old tenants of the garret began to speak. There seemed also to be a slight motion among them, and a sort of mysterious appearance came over the whole apartment, as if they were all living, though very shadowy beings. Presently I heard the creak of the curling tongs, and he uttered these words:—

I think we have all been wronged by our friend the wig; he approved of our all relating our own histories, and promised that, after we had done so, he would give us his, frankly and truly, as we have done; instead of that he, as well as the rest of us, fell asleep when our friend spinning wheel related her story; and, when we all waked up, he did not fulfil his promise. I move that he be requested now to give us a faithful account of his whole life, till he was consigned with us to this dark, gloomy old place. I probably have been more intimately acquainted with him than any one present; for once or twice I have assisted in smoothing, or rather frizzing, his ruffled hairs, and making him fit for company; and, with your leave, my friends, I urge him in your name to relate his history. A sort of hum of approbation sounded through the long, dark old garret, and