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"Don't make no noise," warned that little boy, "maybe she'll give up toreckly." "You Jimmee!" his mother called again. Jimmy made no move to leave the swing. "I don' never have to go 'less she says 'James Lafayette Garner, then I got to hustle," he remarked. "Jimmy Garner!" "She's mighty near got me," he said softly; "but maybe she'll get tired and won't call no more. She ain't plumb mad yet.
What arms! What legs! He walks already like a voyageur, and he does not cry when he falls. He is of a marvellous strength, and of a courage! My faith, you should see him stand up to the big rooster of the neighbour, Pigot. Come, my little one, my Jacques, my Jimmee, one day you will be able to put your father on his back is it not?" She laughed, and Pat laughed with her.
In bed am i and a pritty lady she bring to me all i can eats good, i was not shooted like is some of thee soljiers, but on me fell rocks and stoanes so i was moastly mushed but Roger and jimmee thay gat me oaut. i tell you of loav for yon i have mauch. soon i go fightting agen wich is batter than in hoarse-pottle bein. i got bumps an kuts but noat mooch alse. jimee he is to give me soam moaney what he gat for killing a bad germans and wen i gats my share to you i it sand will yet. good-bye deer Mother from your loafing soan Iggy."
"She's goin' to be my Sunday-School teacher, too," said Billy serenely. "Yours nothing; you all time want my Sunday-School teacher." "Jimmee!" called a voice from the interior of the house in the next yard. "Somebody's a-callin' you," said Billy. "That ain't nobody but mama," explained Jimmy composedly. "Jimmee-ee!" called the voice.
Diddee ever addle half an ounce in your life without being well ribb rostit? Tongue pad me indeed! Ferrit and flickur at me! Rite your hippistles and gospels! I a butturd my parsnips finely! Am I a to be hufft and snufft o' this here manner, by a sir jimmee jingle brains of my own feedin and breedin? Am I to be ramshaklt out of the super nakullums in spite o' my teeth? Yea and go softly!
The chairman, addressed by his Christian name of "Jimmee," was told to lie down and let her sing him to sleep. Every time she attempted to start playing, shouts were raised for Joss. At length the chairman, overcoming his evident disinclination to take any sort of hand whatever in the game, rose and gently hinted at the desirability of silence.
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