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"My child," she murmured, tremulously. Whereupon the sinister person addressed, with a prolonged wail of grief and joy, ran to her with speed. "Mam-ma! Mam-ma! Oh, mam-ma!" She was not able to speak in a known tongue as she folded him in her weak arms. Mam-ma! Aunt Martha turned defiantly upon the butcher because her face betrayed her. She was crying.
''Ess, was Jerry's reply, for she still adhered to her first pronunciation of the word. 'And the other was the nurse? ''Ess, Jerry said again; 'Mah-nee. This was puzzling, for he had always supposed that by 'mah-nee' the child meant 'mam-ma; but he went on: 'Try to understand me, Jerry; try to think away back before you came in the ship.
"That's mamma, Willie," Asenath said; "the mamma Aunt Anna said would come some time Willie's mamma. Can't he kiss her?" The child could not resist the face which, lifting itself up, looked eagerly at him, and he put up his little hands for Adah to take him, returning the kisses she showered upon him and clinging to her neck, while he said: "Is you mam-ma sure?
I ask papa is you pretty, an' he tell me yes, bootiful, an' every night I p'ays for you and say God bress papa an' mam-ma, an' auntie, and Miss McDolly, and 'ittle brodder, an' make Daisy a dood dirl, and have Miss McDolly send her sumptin' for Tissmas, for Christ's sake.
I prays for mam-ma God take care of her, and pa-pa too. He's dead. They brought him back with a dum. Poor pa-pa, Willie don't want him dead;" and the little lip began to quiver.
"'Ess go to sleep, Nina tired," she said at last, and folding his arms about her, Richard held her to his bosom as if she had been his own. "'Tain't time to say p'ayers, is it?" she asked, fearing lest she should omit her duty; and when Richard inquired what her prayers were, she answered, "Now I lay me and God bess Uncle 'Ick. Mam-ma tell me that."
"What he make mam-ma cry for?" asked a childish voice from the comer where little Dick stood, half frightened at what he saw, his tiny fist doubled ready to do battle for mother in case he should make up his mind that her rights were invaded.
So we proceeded to use it to make people think there was a baby in the house, and when we made it cry "Mam-ma," and heard doors opening and people coming, we were quite happy. What has become of It? Well, that was across the ocean, in Scotland, but I believe the mouth and tongue part that I made is in Georgetown somewhere; I saw it not long ago.
Grisha, wrapped up as he is, feels insufferably hot and stifled. "Why is this?" he wonders, looking about him. He sees the dark ceiling, the oven fork with two horns, the stove which looks like a great black hole. "Mam-ma," he drawls. "Come, come, come!" cries the nurse. "Wait a bit!" The cook puts a bottle on the table, two wine-glasses, and a pie.
And Lily, whose slow brain was confused by an undefined something she could not understand, looked first at one and then the other. "I wanted mam-ma to send for Mr. Brickhouse so we could play cards, but she wouldn't do it and went to bed by nine o'clock. Mam-ma never will play cards with Mr. Maxwell; says he's too good a player.
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