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Updated: July 22, 2025
"B'essings!" she said, "b'essings on 'e dear heart an' e' 'ittie body, wiv 'e 'ittie youn' nose, an' 'e ittie b'u' eyes, an' 'e ittie youn' cheeks, an' e' ittie youn' evysing, an' nobody s'all bozzer her at all, not 'e 'east ittie bit, 'tause s'e was a sweet ittie fwing, and Billy, wiz him big fist an' him date big arm, Billy dust take 'e b'ack mans an' all 'e uzzer mans wot bozzer zis ittie soul an' 'e frow 'em yite in 'e Norf Yiver, yite in, not carin' 'tall bout 'e ice, but dus' frow 'em in an' yet 'em det out e' bes' way zay tan.
"Me pray for him every night. Will oo sing to Dod to make him better?" "Why do you wish me to sing?" "When I'm sick my mamma sings to Dod. I fink He hears better dat way, an' I det better. Will oo sing?" "If you wish me to, I will." "Let me det in oor lap den," and Marion, climbing up, made herself perfectly at home.
"You were safe on Easter Island, and ill from stuffing yourself with fresh mutton," I prompted, "And now what?" Steve spat over the rail. "Ram, lam', sheep, und muddon for a hundred und fife days. Dere vas noding odder. Dot's a kveer place, dot Easter Island, mit shtone gotts lyin' round und det fulcanoes, und noding good to eat. Ve liffed in a house de English manager gif us.
Ickle dirly must doe home, det all soap-water-wash clean like NICE ickle sissa. Evabody will love 'oor ickle sissa den," she concluded, turning to William. "Tell 'oor ickle sissa MUS' doe home det soap-water-wash!" Jane stared at Miss Pratt with fixed solemnity during the delivery of these admonitions, and it was to be seen that they made an impression upon her.
Every part of his clothing was gray with the lice that were hastening his death with their torments. He uttered the first complaint I ever heard him make, as I came up to him: "My Gott, M , dis is worse dun a dog's det!"
"Yes, Tommy," she whispered, "and we are going a long way to hide. You are my little boy now, and you must love me better than anything in the world. Say it, Tommy; say, 'I love you better 'n anybody in the whole world." "Will I det on de rollin' honor?" asked Tommy, thinking he was learning his golden text. But Lovey Mary had forgotten her question.
"Where is Trouble's head?" Ted did not know, and said so, and then the little fellow cried: "Tum an' det me out! Tum an' det me out!" Then Janet saw what had happened. Trouble had thrust his head between the crotch, or the T-shaped part, of a tree, and had become so tightly wedged that he could not get out. "Oh, what shall we do?" cried Janet. "I'll show you," answered Teddy. "You can help me."
In a few seconds we slipped our moorings, and jib, foresail, and gaff-topsail were hauled out to the wind, and the main tack dropped, sooner than I have written it. "Vare de skepp go?" I heard the artist exclaim to the boatman; "det blăser hărdt de vind blow hard moin Gud! vare de skepp go?"
And her mother whipped her again. And the wich pie made her sick. And she died. She couldn't det well, 'cause the dottor he didn't come. He couldn't come. There wasn't any dottor. He was eated up by tigers. Isn't that a nice 'tory?" The girls laughed so hard over Rosy's story that, much abashed, she hid her face in Kitty's lap, and wouldn't raise it for a long time. Eyebright tried to comfort her.
Hallier has, however, pointed out that the Heligolanders do not use this name for their home. They call the island "det Lunn" the land; their language they call "Hollunner," and he suggests that the original name was Hallig-lunn. A hallig is a sand-island occasionally covered with water. When the Düne was connected with the rock there was a large stretch of sand covered by winter floods.
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