May 18, 2017
Story: Elizabeth Gaskell sits at a table
Later today I'm hosting a Manchester After Hours event with Bad Language at Elizabeth Gaskell's house.
This is a venue dedicated to the Manchester writer Gaskell, the author of Cranford, and her minister husband William.
If I get time, I'm going to read a story. As a sneak preview, and because I haven't got time to blog about anything else today, here is that story.
Elizabeth Gaskell sits at a table
Elizabeth Gaskell sits at a table. On the table is a piece of paper. Elizabeth Gaskell writes a word on the paper.
“William Gaskell,” says Elizabeth Gaskell. “William Gaskell, look what I done.”
William Gaskell walks across the room including across the rug that is on the floor of the room and he looks at the word that Elizabeth Gaskell wrote on the paper.
THE
“You did done gone write a word,” says William Gaskell.
“I did done gone write a word,” says Elizabeth Gaskell, “And a good word what I done gone and writ good too.”
They both look at the word. They both look at the word for long time. Elizabeth Gaskell and William Gaskell stand next to the word and look at the word on the piece of paper on the table.
William Gaskell shakes Elizabeth Gaskell's hand and says “well done”.
“Thanks,” says Elizabeth Gaskell. “Thanks very much.”
“Will you write another one again now?” says William Gaskell.
“Another what?” says Elizabeth Gaskell.
“Another word,” says William Gaskell, pointing at the THE on the paper as if to demonstrate his point.
“Yes,” says Elizabeth Gaskell, “yes, I think I will but first I will go to sleep for a bit.”
“Good idea,” says William Gaskell, who also nods his head.
“I think the stairs in our home are that way,” says Elizabeth Gaskell, pointing out of the room.
“Yes, I think the stairs in our home are that way too,” says William Gaskell, “so you had better go that way to get to the stairs in our home to get some sleep for a bit.”
Elizabeth Gaskell crosses the room including the rug that is on the floor of the room, and goes to the bottom of the stairs.
Elizabeth Gaskell uses her feet to step up onto the first stair.
“William Gaskell,” says Elizabeth Gaskell. “William Gaskell, look what I done.”
“Coming, Elizabeth Gaskell,” says William Gaskell, who is looking at the THE in the room where the stairs aren’t.
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