Shopkeepress

A few days ago, a stranger who had obtained a “local habitation” at a public-house in this town, waited upon a shopkeeper (or rather shopkeepress—since the grey mare is said to be the better horse) in the Back-street, and presented some excellent samples of tea and tobacco, which he intimated in a whisper were specimens of smuggled goods which he had for sale at a merely nominal price, but which he durst not expose lest they might come under the notice of the officers of Her Majesty’s Excise.

There is a difference also between a titled husband and his American wife. Why, then, do American women yearn to be a part of such a society, even on its outer fringe? Why do they yearn to be presented at courts which look down on them as successful shopkeepresses? Why do they want their daughters to marry into a circle where they will always be held at arms’ length? Even if they marry dukes they are classed apart as “American duchesses,” and the queen herself sets them carefully aside when selecting her ladies of honor.

This time, I took two tame pets, fed another immediately when I arrived on level four, and the four of us were battling the Kops with fair results when the shopkeepress bullied her way through the crowd to my side. Though I tried to pay the bill of some prior miscreant who had robbed her shop, I didn't have the pelf, and the lady was out for "blood, not money".

Together with men as victims of curse tablets: DTA no. 78 (fourth century BCE [shopkeepress]); D.R. Jordan, ‘Three Curse Tablets’, in D.R. Jordan, H. Montgomery, E. Thomassen (eds.), The World of Ancient Magic (Papers from the Norwegian Institute at Athens, 4; Bergen: Paul Åström Förlag, 1999), pp. 115–24, no. 2 = DT 52 (fourth century BCE [prostitutes]).