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"No one ain't ever called me that afore," she murmured wistfully. "I s'pose ma ain't hed time, and thar was no one else to keer." Impulsively and tenderly her thin little arm encircled the baby sleeping beside her. "Dear!" she whispered in an awed tone. "Dear!" Iry answered with a sleepy, cooing note. Colette King was not one whom the voice of the people of St.
He had a friend in the real estate business, who appraised the property for him, and he proved most diplomatic in his dealing with the surprised landlord, who fortunately chanced to be in dire need of some ready cash. In an incredibly short space of time the bargain was closed. The Jenkins family including the Boarder and Iry left the house one noon, each bearing a red bank-book.
"Eleven dollars and forty-seven cents for Co," announced Amarilly. The little girl's eyes shone through her tears. "Seems too bad that Iry is the only one left out," said Mrs. Jenkins. "When he gits old enough to work, he can come in," said Milt. "Add her up, Amarilly." "Three hundred and sixty-nine dollars and sixty-seven cents!" almost screamed Amarilly. "Gee!" chorused the boys.
"Some one swiped it offen our clo'es-line, and when the police ketched the thief, we was subpenyed, or ma was. She got thirty-five cents, and all on us 'cept Iry went to hear her." "'Aug, 29. Bishop Thurber. 5 dollers. Pade." "Bishop Thurber!" the name was repeated with the force of an expletive. "Seems to mind that more'n he did the police," thought Amarilly.
When the solemn ceremony ended, and the Boarder and Lilly Rose were pronounced man and wife, the guests flocked forward to offer congratulations. Then they were bidden to adjourn to the Annex that they might view the bride's domain, while Mrs. Jenkins assisted by many helping hands set the long tables, a small one being reserved for the Boarder, the bride, Mr. Cotter, and Mrs. Jenkins and Iry.
You was so tired I didn't tell you, 'cause I know'd you'd be sot on goin' with them yourself. They're all did up." "Well, they'll hev to stay right here with us and the fever," said Amarilly philosophically. At heart she secretly rejoiced in the retaining of these two garments, for they seemed to keep her in touch with their owners whom she would be unable to see until Iry had recovered.
"You wouldn't like it for keeps." When Cory secured a place as dish-wiper at a new boarding-house near, and Gus realized that he and Iry alone were dependent upon the others for their keep, shame seared his young soul. He had vainly tried to secure steady employment, but had succeeded only in getting occasional odd jobs.
"Purty near buy the old shack," said Flamingus. "Our landlord," said Amarilly sagaciously, "is a shark, and he'll try to get the best of us. I am going to get Mr. Vedder to do the business for us, and he'll get the deed in all our names." "Put in Iry's too," pleaded Mrs. Jenkins solicitous for her Benjamin. "I'll put it to vote," said parliamentary Amarilly. "Who's for Iry?"
I s'pose ye hearn it a' ready. I thort so. Ye look ez ef ye hed. But we didn' come tew talk 'baout that. Thar wuz a leetle misunderstandin yisdy 'baout selling aout David. He ain't nothin but a skunk of a Baptis, an ef Iry hed put him in the stocks or licked him 'twould a sarved him right.
The children came from school, Amarilly from the theatre, and the Boarder from his switch to hold an excited family conference. "It's a good thing we got the washin's all hum afore Iry was took," declared the optimistic Amarilly. "Thar's two things here yet," reported Mrs. Jenkins. "Gus come hum too late last night to take the preacher's surplus and Miss King's lace waist.
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