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She added: "Vat was such a nawful dream, Favver. I wonder could I have your watch to hear tick in my hand to go me to sleep." "Yes, dear; but only for to-night because of the bad dream." There were little nestling noises, gradually quieting down. Then, sleepily: "Favver, please." "Yes, dear." "I fink I could go all to sleep if you'd pit your head down on my pillow next my bunny."

When Miss Drayton went a few minutes later to turn out the light, Anne was fast asleep, smiling in her dreams at Honey-Sweet who lay smiling on the pillow beside her. The shipboard day passed, uneventful and pleasant. Anne had made for herself an explanation of her uncle's absence, which no one had heart to correct. "He's nawful busy, Uncle Carey is," she explained.

Both had coats and caps and scarfs hung on pegs in a little dressing-room near the big door. They knew that they should not touch the outer garments belonging to the older children; but they got their own wraps. "Maybe he's too big for them," murmured Margy. "But I guess he can squeeze into the coats into one of them, anyway." "Course he can," said Mun Bun. "Mine's a nawful warm coat.

After reasoning sternly with an intruding sparrow, thus did the dauntless General Door-Hinge address them: "Men, there's a nawful big army against us, but le's die like men, my men. Forwards!"

"Kathie," said she, "I know it's awful wicked now, or else we never should have met the minister right here. I'm just going to tell him about Winnie." She went up to him, Kathie following shyly. "Mr. Goodhue, Winnie Ten'son is a nawful wicked girl!" "She is!" said Mr. Goodhue, stopping, and looking down into the little eager face. "Yes, sir, she is. She wants us to dance!" "She does!"

A little wizened-up thing she was, always; but I tell you folks 'round here thought a nawful lot of Aunt Debby! And Eddie, if you'll believe it, never took the sickness at all. They say, sometimes, babies don't. "They got a fam'ly to come and work the farm for 'em, and Debby she took care of her little brother, same as she always had.

Terriberry speared a bit of pineapple with the long nail of his forefinger and added ambiguously: "M'bet you." "Aw, g'long! Food for infants, this wish I had a barrel of it." "Doc, you got a nawful capac'ty." Mr. Terriberry looked at her in languishing admiration. "That's why I like you. Honest t'God I hate to see a lady go under the table firs' shot out o' the box.

What are you allowed to do on Sunday anyway?" "Church," succinctly. "And Sunday-school and church and the 'Pilgrim's Progress." "Well, that's something. Jolly good book, the 'Pilgrim's Progress'!" "Yes," dubiously. "If it didn't use such a nawful lot of big words. And if he'd only get on a little faster. He was terrible slow." "So he was. Well, let us be merry while we can.

"And I hope the Lord will forgive her for such a nawful lie!" finished Ann piously. "He will, Ann, He will! You can depend on that. He has a proper respect for loyalty between friends. Did I understand you to say that you had seen my boots? Oh, yes, thanks! Now I wonder what can have brought our Button Man back so soon? He didn't by any chance say, I suppose?" "Him?" with scorn. "Not much fear!

It's some Dutch friends that does the playing. But he got the whole thing up, and runs the children. It's a nawful good thing for them, let me tell you." "What'd he do it for, I wonder," queried the conductor idly. "Aw, I don't know. He's kind o' funny, anyhow. Said he wanted to teach young folks how to enjoy 'emselves without spending money.