I reflected, while I chatted with the woman I had been asked to " take in, " that civilised man practises a strange ingenuity in wasting on tedious exercises the brief span of his life.
Scolding, spanking, shaming him, reiterating that the parents didn't want him to do it — none of these things kept the bed dry. So the parents asked: " How can we make this boy want to stop wetting his bed" ?
She remained thinking, then said to herself that she would not go out that afternoon, but would work hard at the baby's unfinished lovely plaid frock, cut on the cross in the newest fashion.
Eliza stood, for a moment, contemplating this unfavorable aspect of things, which she saw at once must prevent the usual ferry-boat from running, and then turned into a small public house on the bank, to make a few inquiries.