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They kept us goin' till the rebels was knocked out, and we thought we was doin' right and helpin', and they told us we was, and now you slap me. Boo-hoo-hoo!" "Don't cry, Pete. I done wrong," said Shorty, melting instantly, and putting his arm around the boy. "You done right, and you're a brave, good little boy. Only you must not go away from the company without lettin' me know."
"It isn't a game!" wailed the Otter baby. "I tell you I am lost! I don't know where my mother went and I can't find my father! I want to go home. Oh, boo-hoo-hoo!" "There, there, don't cry!" said Little Bear. "Tell me where your camp is, and I will take you home just as fast as we can go." "But we do not live here!" complained the lost baby.
Jimmie Junior, who was old enough to know that something serious was happening, and whose instinct was all against being wiped off the earth, began to howl wildly; and that set off the little ones soon they were all three of them going at the top of their lungs. "Boo-hoo-hoo!" It was truly a terrible climax to a romance. Jimmie, almost distracted, seized the hand of his injured spouse.
Whitney said soothingly, "we'll have it the next day, perhaps, Dicky boy." "Next day is just forever," whimpered little Dick. "Oh, dear! boo-hoo-hoo!" Percy started an impatient exclamation, thought better of it, and turned on his heel abruptly. But Van burst out: "And the flowers'll all be gone, so what's the use of trying to have it then?"
Wish father were home to come and talk, and cheer me up. Boo-hoo-hoo!" The tears trickled down and splashed saltly against her lips, but she kept her sobs under control, for crying was a luxury which was forbidden by the authorities, and could only be indulged in by stealth.
"Then you mustn't cry if I stay," said Polly, stopping short, and seeing her advantage, "for I surely shall go, Adela," she added firmly, "unless you stop crying." "O dear me." Adela squirmed all over the bed. "I can't stop I've always cried as much as I wanted to. O dear me boo-hoo-hoo! I mean I'll stop, don't go " sopping up her wet face with a nervous hand.
Though a prisoner, he had been tolerably happy, perhaps because his mind was at rest, and all the fighting was over, and he was playing at marbles with his guards when the King sent for him. "Oh, my poor Bulbo," said his Majesty, with looks of infinite compassion, "hast thou heard the news?" "What, killed Betsinda! Boo-hoo-hoo," cried out Bulbo. "Betsinda! pretty Betsinda! dear Betsinda!
"Oh, boo-hoo-hoo!" sobbed the woman, giving way to a fresh burst of grief. "What's wrong now?" asked the Shaggy Man. "Oh, suppose I had pricked my foot!" she wailed. "Then the doctors would have cut my foot off, and I'd be lamed for life!" "Surely, ma'am," replied the Wizard, "and if you'd pricked your nose they might cut your head off. But you see you didn't."
Though a prisoner, he had been tolerably happy, perhaps because his mind was at rest, and all the fighting was over, and he was playing at marbles with his guards when the King sent for him. 'What, killed Betsinda! Boo-hoo-hoo, cried out Bulbo. 'Betsinda! pretty Betsinda! dear Betsinda! She was the dearest little girl in the world.
I've got catched onto my buttons. My head's tippin' over the wrong way. Boo-hoo-hoo! Gypsy!" The girls turned, and stood transfixed, and screamed till they lost their breath, and laughed till they cried.
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