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Updated: September 15, 2025
Brodix knew the superintendent in his own country, and got in the shop without a union card. But it is much better for Rose to stay with us until they get settled at least." "I took such a fancy to that child the moment I set eyes on her!" Mrs. Cosgrove explained to Molly. "You always do, Mumsey!" laughed the daughter, "but I entirely agree with you this time. Where is Rose now?"
"Well, Harriet, they they're pretty good ter write letters," ventured Mr. Clayton. "Letters!" wailed his wife. "I can't hug an' kiss letters, though I try to, sometimes. I want warm flesh an' blood in my arms, Thaddeus; I want ter look down into Jehiel's blue eyes an' hear him call me 'dear old mumsey! as he used to. I wouldn't ask 'em ter stay I ain't unreasonable, Thaddeus.
"Her real name is Lucy," said Fulton, "same as her Mumsey, but they look so ridiculously alike that I was afraid I'd get 'em mixed up. And so we call her Hurry, because she always hurries; she hurries like mad. Same as her Mumsey." "Do you," I asked, "hurry like mad?"
"That is Johan," Keith shouted back triumphantly, "and his papa is a vaktmästare, too." "Come right up and let me speak to you," was the insistant rejoinder from above. "Oh, please, mamma," the boy pleaded, his voice breaking a little, "can't I stay just a little longer?" "You must come at once," his mother commanded. "Is that your mumsey," Johan asked.
Jerry's still in the newspaper business but he's GETTING the news, not selling it. Reporting, you know. I HAVE been able to help him and mumsey. And don't you suppose I was glad? Mumsey's in a sanatorium for her rheumatism." "And is she better?" "Very much. She's coming out pretty soon, and going to housekeeping with Jerry.
And I'd see it comin'. I couldn't stand it to be a burden like that. Of course, if you CARED like mumsey here " He threw out his hand, choked back a sob, then turned his head away again. "I'm not the Jamie you want. I can't go," he said. With the words his thin, boyish hand fell clenched till the knuckles showed white against the tattered old shawl that covered the bed.
Of course every one's daddy's got lots an' heaps an' piles of money, so they never get behind with the rent an' never have to set up all night stitching an' stitching like mumsey an' Hermy have to sometimes.
Well, when father died there wasn't anybody to take me, and some men were goin' to put me in an orphan asylum; but mumsey says I took on so, and Jerry took on so, that they said they'd keep me. And they did. The little girl had just died, and they said I might take her place. And they've had me ever since.
"I don't ever want to do anything, Mumsey Sweetheart, that'd make you the least little, little bit unhappy!" Jerry had said after one of these talks, suddenly pressing her mother's hand close to her cheek. On Wednesday afternoon she declared to Mr. John, when he drove over from Cobble, that she was "ready."
"Guess again, kid. You've got another one coming. "Your WHAT?" The boy gave an embarrassed laugh and grew suddenly red. "Forget it! I didn't think, for a minute, but you was mumsey or Jerry." "Please tell me. Are there knights and lords and ladies in that?" The boy shook his head. His eyes lost their laughter and grew dark and fathomless. "No; I wish't there was," he sighed wistfully.
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