The gave her lodgings for the night; and it is very amusing to hear her tell of the ‘nice, high, clean, white, beautiful bed’ assigned her to sleep in, which contrasted so strangely with her former pallets, that she sat down and contemplated it, perfectly absorbed in wonder that such a bed should have been appropriated to one like herself. For some time she thought that she would lie down beneath it, on her usual bedstead, the floor. ‘I did, indeed,’ says she, laughing heartily at her former self.
