The Freemason's Daughter: A Novel — page 87: what you’re looking at

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78 THE FREEMASONS DAUGHTER. / CHAPTER V. Man must have something to love, even if it be a dog. KOTZEBUE. \ Tue residence of Tim’s Dick was a small cottage, situatéd on Shude Hill, in the very centre of Man- chester; the poor fellow preferred it, although at a considerable distance from the factory where he worked, on account of the air, which was pure in comparison with the atmosphere of the more crowded ‘streets of the town. Near the factory he could only have aspired to a cellar; by putting up with the slight incon- venience of an hour’s walk in going and returning from work—which, after all, was, as he used sagaciously to observe, only an insurance for life, and a guarantee against doctor’s bills—he had the comforts of a house —a mansion consisting of four RGCmE—_PSTSOU, kitchen, and two bed-rooms. Humble as was Tim’s house, it was remarkable for its neatness. His wife, Meg—not that Margaret was her Christian name, but he had called her so after a favourite thrush—was an honest, industrious creature, whose only recreation was to clean and scour. The ecomnuicloooks (SO