Prattler

The patrolman had the misfortune to be assigned a beat that ran past the house of Ms. McDougall, a notorious prattler and neighborhood gossip.

“I am glad, Nanny,” says Mrs Miller, “the gentleman hath made the observation; I protest I am almost of his opinion. What can be the matter with you, child? I never saw such an alteration. What is become of all your gaiety? Would you think, sir, I used to call her my little prattler? She hath not spoke twenty words this week.”

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