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"You might git killed," persisted Europena. "'T wouldn't matter," said Australia, loftily; "'t wouldn't be but the seventh time. I got three more times to die.
The Wiggses were quite busy until seven o'clock, when they stopped to make their toilets. "Where's Europena?" asked Asia. Nobody had seen her for some time. Search was made, and she was discovered standing on a chair in a corner of the parlor, calmly eating the cinnamon drops off the birthday cake. Fingers and mouth were crimson, and the first stroke of the "W" was missing.
Europena, though violently opposed to the undertaking, would not forsake her leader at a critical moment. She had uttered her protest, had tried in vain to stem the current of events; nothing was left her now but to do or die. She valiantly braced her small body across the frame of the chair, and Australia began her perilous ascent.
Notwithstanding the fact that there were eight verses, an encore was demanded. Mrs. Wiggs rose in her seat and beckoned vehemently to Europena. "Come on back!" she motioned violently with her lips. "They want you to come back." Europena, in a state of utter bewilderment, returned to the stage. "Say another speech!" whispered Mrs. Wiggs, leaning over so far that she knocked Mrs.
But these were mere shadow troubles, compared to Jim's illness; he had been too sick to go to the factory that morning, and she dared not think what changes the day may have brought. As she lifted the latch of her rickety door the sobbing of a child greeted her; it was little Europena, crying for food.
Asia, speak to the gentleman Australia Europena!" with a commanding nod at each. Three small hands were thrust at Redding simultaneously, and he accommodated them all in his broad palm. "But why are you going home?" he asked, looking from one to the other. "Where else would we go to?" asked Mrs. Wiggs, in amazement. "Why not stay and see the play out? That was only the first act."
We have left the theayter tickets to home!" At this Australia began to cry, and a gloom settled upon the party. "Billy, you run back, fast as yer legs kin carry you, an' look in that tin can behind the clock, an' we'll wait right here fer you." Mrs. Wiggs wrapped Europena in her shawl, and tried to keep up the spirits of the party as they huddled on the curbing to await Billy's return.
"Miss Hazy, you look 'round in the kitchen, an' see if you can't find a taller candle. Seems like I put one in the sugar-bowl that's it! Now, if you'll jes' cut it up right fine it'll be all ready to put on the floor when I git done." When the floor was dry and the candle sprinkled over it, Australia and Europena were detailed to slide upon it until it became slick.
"Yes, I must go," said Lucy, hurriedly, "if you will find my muff." She stood nervously pulling on her gloves, while Mrs. Wiggs searched for the lost property. There was a deafening tumult in her heart, and though she bit her lips to keep from laughing, the tears stood in her eyes. "Austry's under the bed," announced Europena, who had joined in the quest.
All my childern was green about town; it made ever' one of 'em sick when they first rode on the street-cars, an' Europena was skeered to death of the newsboys, 'cause she thought they called 'Babies, 'stid of 'Papers. Jim kep' right on the main road, like he was tole to, but things kep' a-happenin' 'round him so fast, he said he couldn't do no more 'n jes' keep out the way.
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