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He couldn't give me half of it, you see, for it wouldn't be good for anyfing if it was busted." "No?" The stranger felt that the child's logic was better than his moral tone. "I'm going to be good now, all ve time," the boy went on, looking up with an angelic smile. "When my mamma says 'No, Mac, I shall say 'All right, and when my papa smites me, I shall turn ve uvver also. Vat's ve way."

"Toddie," said I, "do you love your Uncle Harry?" "Esh, I DO love you." "Then tell me how that ridiculous song comforts you." "Makes me feel good, an' all nicey," replied Toddie. "Wouldn't you feel just as good if I sang, 'Plunged in a gulf of dark despair'?" "No, don't like dokdishpairs; if a dokdishpair done anyfing to me, I'd knock it right down dead."

"I tought Mass' George play trick. Hi! Mass' George, you dah?" "Yes," I said. "What is it?" "You got anyfing to eat? I so dreffle hungry." "No, Pomp," I replied, sadly; "nothing at all." "You been sleep, sah?" he continued, turning to my father. "No, my lad, no," replied my father, good-humouredly, and I heard the boy yawn loudly.

When he was gone around the corner of the kitchen, the little girl left her high bench and sat down crossly upon the door-step. "He's always 'busing me," she complained. "When I want to do anyfing, he says I'm too little; but when he wants me to do anyfing he finks I'm big enough." "Now, pet lamb," said her mother, "you don't have to herd if you don't want to.

"Him?" questioned the cattleman, more puzzled than ever. The little girl saw that she would have to make herself more clear. "Why, yes," she said. "You promised me anyfing I wanted if I'd get well; now I'm well, so I've come to to get Sultan." The cattleman sat down, amazement and consternation succeeding each other on his face.

I imagine not," said Mrs. Burton, "because he was always good." "That don't make any diffwelence," said Toddie. "The better a little boy triesh to be, the more folks say 'Don't' to him. So I guesh nobody had any time to say anyfing elsh at all to Jesus." "What did He do next?" asked Budge, as deeply interested as if he had not heard the same story many times before.

"Old Santa'll love him, too. And I'll give him my wed wose. Mamma wored it to her party las' night. Smell it, Anne; ain't it sweet? And see here," he opened his chubby fist. "Fahver give me five cents. I'm goin' to give it to Santa C'aus. And tell him to buy him anyfing he wants wif it." Anne hugged him heartily. "You dear, cute, generous, precious darling!" she exclaimed.

"Little boysh never can do anyfing nysh wivout bein' made to don't," said Toddie. "Dzust see what an awful big splinter I got in my hand when I was froin' wood on the fire! I didn't cry a bit about it then, 'cause I fought I was makin' uvver folks happy, like the Lord wants little boysh to. But they didn't get happy, so now I am goin' to cry 'bout the splinter!"

He's just out of the hospital, and he is a bad person, 'cause he ran away from the doctors and made them awful angry. But father and mother are going to doctor him better. I didn't know they could make sick people well." "'Ey do anyfing!" boasted Little Brother. Before Elnora missed her, Alice, who had gone to investigate, came flying across the shadows and through the sunshine waving a paper.

"Wheder dere's anyfing wrong or not, 'snot for me to say, massa, but I t'ink dere's suffin' up, for she seems in a carfuffle." "Tell her I shall be with her instantly." Completing his toilet hastily, our hero repaired to his mother's apartment, where he found her seated in dishabille with an open letter in her hand, and some excitement in her face.

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