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Had he not seen it many a time, resting on the side of Blue Mountain? One night he had asked his mother if he might go up on the mountain to play with the moon; but she had only laughed. And here, at last, was the moon come to him! Fatty was so excited that he ran home as fast as he could go, to tell his mother, and his brother Blackie, and Fluffy and Cutey, his sisters. "Oh! the moon! the moon!"
"Oh, I don't know," objected a man, removing the toothpick from his mouth and his gaudily socked feet from the railing. "I think she's some cutey." A snicker of derision answered this sally. "With them unstylish low heels? I guess you ain't got below her henna bob," snapped the girl, arching her instep and poking out her near-silk clad foot with its high-heeled, dirty, white kid pump.
It was a way they had, whenever he was about to eat anything, or whenever he played with his brother Blackie, or Fluffy and Cutey, his sisters; or whenever he was frightened. And now Fatty was so sure that he was going to have a fine lunch that his eyes turned as green as a cat's. He reached a paw inside the hole and felt all around.
"Oh, you Algy!" "Algernon, does your mother know you're out?" "T'ree cheers for Algy, the walkin' comic valentine!" "Algy, Algy Oh, you cutey Algy!" These jolly Greenwich Villagers were going to make a song of his name. They did make a song of it, and it was a frolicsome song and pitched to a rollicksome key.
Besides these lines of activity Gaylord wrote society items for the paper, and as he knew everyone and everything about them he was worth a stipend to the editor. He was considered a divine dancer by the buds, and counted as a cutey by widows. But his standing among creditors was: If he offered a check for the entire amount or a dollar on account, pass up the check!
And soon, to his great joy, he reached the hole in the big branch; and you may well believe that Fatty was glad to slip down into the darkness where his mother, and his brother Blackie, and Fluffy and Cutey his sisters, were all fast asleep. He was glad, because he knew that no crow could follow him down there. Mrs. Coon waked up. "What on earth is the matter?" she exclaimed. Poor Fatty told her.
Blackie was Fatty's brother for the mask on his face was just a little darker than the others'. Fluffy was one of Fatty's sisters, because her fur was just a little fluffier than the other children's. And Cutey was the other sister's name, because she was so quaint. Now, Fatty Coon was forever looking around for something to eat. He was never satisfied with what his mother brought home for him.
You had on that there same cutey little hat and jacket and all." "Does it cost anything to talk to the doctor down there?" "Forget it! Go right down and he'll give you a card to the Victoria Clinic. I know them all over there and they'll look you over right, little missy, and steer you. Aw, don't be scared; there ain't nothing much wrong with you maybe a sore spot, that's all.
"And them lovely pink garters!" "Ker-chew!" "Oh, you cutey! Oh, you cut-up!" "Ker-chew!" "Oh, you candy kid!" "And say, git onto the cunnin' elbow sleeves our little playmate's sportin'." "Yes, but goils, just pipe the poilies ain't they the greatest ever?" "They sure are. Say, kiddo, gimme one of 'em to remember you by, won't you? You'll never miss it you got a-plenty more."
You had on that there same cutey little hat and jacket and all." "Does it cost anything to talk to the doctor down there?" "Forget it! Go right down and he'll give you a card to the Victoria Clinic. I know them all over there and they'll look you over right, little missy, and steer you. Aw, don't be scared; there ain't nothing much wrong with you maybe a sore spot, that's all.
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