? ? ? ? "My goodness- and she so well only last week! Is she took bad?"
? ? ? ? "It ain't no name for it. They set up with her all night, Miss Mary Jane said, and they don't think she'll last many hours."
? ? ? ? "Only think of that, now! What's the matter with her!"
? ? ? ? I couldn't think of anything reasonable, right off that way, so I says:
? ? ? ? "Mumps."
? ? ? ? "Mumps your granny! They don't set up with people that's got the mumps."
? ? ? ? "They don't, don't they? You better bet they do with these mumps. These mumps is different. It's a new kind, Miss Mary Jane said."
? ? ? ? "How's it a new kind?"
? ? ? ? "Because it's mixed up with other things."
? ? ? ? "What other things?"
? ? ? ? "Well, measles, and whooping-cough, and erysiplas, and consumption, and yeller janders, and brain fever, and I don't know what all."
? ? ? ? "My land! And they call it the mumps?"
? ? ? ? "That's what Miss Mary Jane said.
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