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Updated: May 5, 2025
"I don't dass to give folks my porte-monnaie-ry," said she, clutching it tighter, but holding the flowers to her nose all the while. "O, fudge! Well, what else you got in your pocket? A handkerchief?" "No, my hangerfiss is in my muff." "That? Why, there isn't a speck o' lace on it. Nice little ladies always has lace. Here's a letter in the corner; what is it?"
"Hollis says it's K; stands for Flyaway." "Well, you're such a pretty little pink, I guess I'll take it; but 'tain't wuth lookin' at," said the crafty old woman, who saw at a glance it was pure linen, and quite fine. "Now run along, baby; your mummer will be waitin' for you." Fly walked on slowly. Ought she to have parted with her very best hangerfiss!
"I wisht I hadn't come," whined Fly; "I don't want to wear a hangerfiss; 'tisn't speckerble!" "Hush right up! I'm not going to have you get cold! My sorrows! Shan't I be thankful when I get where there's a woman to take care of her?" On the platform at the depot, aunt Madge, Prudy, and Dotty Dimple, were waiting for them. A hearty laugh went the rounds, which Fly thought was decidedly silly.
"I didn' be lost," said she sharply. "I feel jus' like frettin', when you say I's lost. 'Tis the truly truth; I's walking on the streets, and a naughty woman, she's got my hangerfiss had ashes roses on it." "Yes, I put some otto of rose on it this morning," said Prudy. "What a shame!" "And I gave my flowers to the sick man. He was on the bed, with a blue bed-kilt.
That cleared Dotty's sky, and she put up her lips for a kiss; while Flyaway, with her "hangerfiss" on, danced about the carriage like a fly in a bottle, kissing everybody, and Horace twice over. "'Cause I spect we've got there. But, Hollis," said she, with the comical shade of care which so often flitted across her little face, "you never put the trunk in here.
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