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"Sure an' it shall go to its mammy," returned Mrs O'Malligan soothingly, "an' whir was it ye left her, me Angel?" "Yes, tell its Norma where it left its mamma," murmured Miss Bonkowski coaxingly. "Yosie bring Angel way a way," explained the baby obediently. "Yosie say Angel be a good girl and her come yite back.
"All yite," said the little darkey, and she sat down on the floor to prepare her child for a coat of whitewash; but she had not yet succeeded in convincing the doll of the importance of the operation when her attention was aroused by a dog just outside of the door.
"All yite," agreed the appeased Polydore. "May Lucien and I stay to dinner, too?" asked Rob humbly. "No," she replied icily. "But, Beth," I remonstrated. "Silvia will be worrying about Di. How can we explain?" "Silvia has gone to Windy Creek for the day.
On being asked this question the young Eskimo, grinning broadly, said: "A' yite. Yim plenty goot," and afterwards he always answered promptly and cheerfully to the name of "Yim." At length snow fell for several days almost without intermission.
One day later he had opened the door of the bird-cage, which still stood in the window, and let the yellow yite go.
When he saw that no matches were forthcoming, he said: "A' yite. Me fix um." At the same time he produced two pieces of soft wood from some hiding place in his garments. One of these, known as the "spindle," was a stick about two feet long by three-quarters of an inch in diameter and having a rounded point.
"We surely can't camp here in the snow without a fire or any kind of shelter!" exclaimed Cabot. "Why, man, we'll be frozen stiff long before morning." "A' yite. Me fix um. You see," responded Yim, cheerfully.
I have known a black-fishing expedition stopped because a "yellow yite," or yellowhammer, hovered round the gang when they were setting out. Still more ominous was the "peat" when it appeared with one or three companions. An old rhyme about this bird runs "One is joy, two is grief, three's a bridal, four is death."
I have known a black-fishing expedition stopped because a "yellow yite," or yellow-hammer, hovered round the gang when they were setting out. Still more ominous was the "peat" when it appeared with one or three companions. An old rhyme about this bird runs "One is joy, two is grief, three's a bridal, four is death."
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