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Updated: June 14, 2025


"Ambitions are queer things," Aunt Dressie thoughtfuled. "Now, you mightn't think it, but I want to be a steeple climber." "You take Porgie off my hands, and he'll help you " "Oh, no, child, every lassie has her laddie and you saw him first." Warble sighed. Thus was she always thrown at Porgie's head. Fate, like a sluicing torrent carried her ever on. Beware, beware, the rapids are below you!

Course I don't mean he lugs fish around in his pocket, 'tain't likely He, he, he but that old coat of his always smells like a like a porgie boat. And I don't know's I mean that those letters of yours were any more 'special private than common; anyhow, both envelopes was in MALE handwritin' He, he, he! But I noticed one was stamped from way out in in Nevada, seems if 'twas, so " "Eh?"

'I am only going to Rangoon, said Georgie Porgie. 'I shall be back in a month, but it is safer to stay with your father. I will leave you two hundred rupees. 'If you go for a month, what need of two hundred? Fifty are more than enough. There is some evil here. Do not go, or at least let me go with you. Georgie Porgie does not like to remember that scene even at this date.

Then there were her 'Songs for Little People, at once educational and witty, especially 'Gran'ma's Porgie, and that ditty, almost prophetically imbued with the coming Imperial spirit, entitled 'Black Him In His Little Eye.

Petticoat, out of his new wealth, had, like Kubla Khan in Xanadu, a stately pleasure dome decreed, and in this new architectural triumph, where water lilies and swans floated on the surface of a deep black pool, Warble restlessly tossed in a welter of golden cushions, changing her position every ten seconds. A giant lumbered in. "Porgie!"

He held an appointment in Lower Burma when the order came to break the Frontier, and his friends called him Georgie Porgie because of the singularly Burmese-like manner in which he sang a song whose first line is something like the words 'Georgie Porgie. Most men who have been in Burma will know the song.

"Sweet yourself!" roared Porgie, and grabbed her all up in his gorilla-like arms just as a ringing, musical, "Ship ahoy!" sounded on their ears. "Hello there, Warbie!" She knew then it was Petticoat. "Having a walk?" he inquired, casually. "Yop," she casualed back. He pulled his skiff up alongside, threw Porgie into the deep pool and snatched Warble in beside himself.

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