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I shouted, hurrying under the window to catch him in case he fell outward. "I tan't," squealed Toddie. "Mike, run up-stairs and snatch him in; Toddie, go on, I tell you!" "Tell you I TAN'T doe in," repeated Toddie. "ZE bit bots ish ze whay-al, an' I'ez Djonah, an' ze whay-al's froed me up, an' I'ze dot to 'tay up here else ze whay-al 'ill fwallow me aden." "I won't LET him swallow you.
He froed away a cigar the other day, he was in such a hurry when a wasp stung me, an' Toddie picked the cigar up and ate it, an' it made him AWFUL sick." The last-named incident did not affect Mrs. Mayton deeply, perhaps on the score of inapplicability to the question before her. Budge went on: "An' wasn't he good to me today?
We rode quietly back to the house, and while I was asking Maggie to try to coax Toddie into taking a nap, I heard the patient remark to his brother: "Budgie, down to the village I was a whay-al. I didn't froe up Djonah, but I froed up a whole floor full of uvver fings."
So we just stopped, an' would have felt real doleful if we hadn't thought of the bonfire." "Where did you leave the torches?" asked Mr. Burton, springing from his chair, and lifting his wife to her feet at the same time. "I I dunno," said Budge, after a moment of thought. "Froed 'em in a closet where the rags is, so's not to dyty the nice floor wif 'em," said Toddie. Mr.
"I ate it up," said the truthful youth. "Did you eat the handkerchief, too?" "No; I froed nashty old handkerchief out the window don't want dirty old handkerchiefs in my nice 'ittle room."
And then there was a big storm, an' it rained an' blowed and the big waves went as high as a house. An' the sailors thought there must be somebody on the boat that the Lord didn't like. An' Jonah said he guessed HE was the man. So they picked him up and froed him in the ocean, an' I don't think it was well for 'em to do that after Jonah told the troof.
He was certainly a dreadful-looking animal, but he had an enormous mouth, which Toddie caressed with his pudgy little hand, and kissed with tenderness, murmuring as he did so: "DEE old whay-al, I loves you. Is Jonah all goneded out of you 'tomach, whay-al? I finks 'twas weal mean in Djonah to get froed up when you hadn't noffin' else to eat, POOR old whay-al."
"I keeps it in ze bookcase djawer, and somebody took it 'way an' put nasty ole flowers in it." "Where are those flowers?" I demanded. Toddie looked up with considerable surprise, but promptly replied, "I froed 'em away don't want no ole flowers in my dolly's k'adle. That's ze way she wocks see?"
Toddie looked up with considerable surprise but promptly replied: "I froed 'em away don't want no ole flowers in my dolly's k'adle. That's ze way she wocks see!" And this horrible little destroyer of human hopes rolled that box back and forth with the most utter unconcern, as he spoke endearing words to the substitute for my beautiful bouquet!
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