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After she had informed the doll that she was not her mother, at the close of the interview she added pathetically, "that if she was dood, very dood, she might be her mamma, and love her very much." I have already hinted that Mrs. Tretherick was deficient in a sense of humor.
In doing so he tumbled on the chair on which the cause of all the mischief still sat smoking, but undeniably "dood!" "Blackie!" he gasped, and seized hold of her denuded but still unconsumed wooden body. A few moments later he sprang through the entrance door and tumbled out on the lawn, where most of the females of the establishment were standing.
The pessimistic Michael slowly blew a cloud of pungent smoke into the air, sucking hard at his pipe-stem, and laid his rough hands on the windlass handle. "None o' my dommed funeral, beggin' yer pardon, miss," he condescended to mutter in slight apology. "Long as the pay goes on, Oi 'd jist as soon work on top as down below. H'ist the female into the bucket, ye overgrown dood!"
"Now be good, child'n," she said, in passing out, "and don't 'urt poor little Dumps." "Oh no," chorused the five, while, with faces of intense and real solemnity, they assured nurse that they would not hurt Dumps for the world. "We'll be so dood!" remarked Dolly, as the door closed and she really meant it. "What'll we do to him now?" asked Harry, whose patience was exhausted.
"Now, Winnie, you must keep hold of my hand, and not run away as you do at the farm. I sha'n't have time to chase after you as Nancy does." "I'm doin' to be dood dirl, Bertie, mamma say so. Winnie not doin' to make mamma cry any more." "Here we are; and there's papa on the hill. See all the men and the oxen!" Winnie laughed, and clapped her hands.
Gallup dropped a Texas Leaguer over the infield, and Buck Badger walked out With a bat on his shoulder. "It peen up to you, Padger!" cried Dunnerwurst. "See vot you coot dood py der ball." At this juncture Sparkfair issued his first pass, and Badger walked, filling the bases. Berlin Carson tried to drive in some runs, but popped up an infield fly and was out. Then Hans Dunnerwurst started forth.
I then produced some cigarettes, and offered them to the male element. They were enchanted, laid aside their pipes, and conversed with more animation than ever; but it was only occasionally that I caught a word I could understand; the sentence "twee tozen Engelman dood" recurred with distressing frequency, and enabled me to grasp their conversation was entirely about the war.
It was the voice of little Mamie, and, as her mother opened the door, she came in, an almost perfect picture of innocent beauty; as with eyes sparkling with delight she held up to her mother a large and beautiful pansy. "Isn't that petty, mamma? and wasn't Eddie a dood boy to get it for me? Now, mamma, I'm dust going to save it for papa. Will you put it up for him?" Mrs.
“Aunt Barbara must go, too,” said Meg, giving the old lady a protective look, which, although it was quite absurd, sprang from real kindness. “Yes, Aunt Barbara must go, of course,” said Mr. Lee, smiling. “And Hatty, Hatty so dood,” put in Harry, as he laid his plump hand caressingly on Hatty’s white arm.
One evening, a little after sunset, as Watt Dood was passing around his cornfield, he discovered the filly feeding in the little strip of prairie land that separated the two farms, and he conceived the hellish design of throwing off two or three rails of his fence, that the horse might get into his corn during the night.
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