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Swift was the best prattler. He had caught the language, surprised it in Stella when she was veritably a child. He did not push her clumsily back into a childhood he had not known; he simply prolonged in her a childhood he had loved. He is "seepy." "Nite, dealest dea, nite dealest logue." It is a real good-night. It breathes tenderness from that moody and uneasy bed of projects.
You have such good eyes, and we want you to see." "No; not good eyes," he said. "All seepy now out ob 'em." "Hush! Don't talk," I said, gently. "How Pomp see which way um go if don't talk lil bit? I tink you berry cross on poor lil nigger, Mass' George." "Hist! Here we are." "Hah! Now we shall see," said Morgan, eagerly.
Then he put his finger into his mouth side by side with the bottle, and gagged himself, and choked, and gave a terrible excuse the word hiccough. After which he seemed to lose interest in the milk, and the pumping operations slackened and then ceased. 'Goosey! whispered his mother, 'getting seepy? Is the sandman throwing sand in your eyes? Old Sandman at it? Sh ... He had gone. Emmie took him.
"You 's doin' to have a new ittle sit-ter to-mowowday, if you 's a dood ittle dirl an does to seep nite an kick, you ser-weet ittle Vildy Tummins!" An I'll tell you nite ittle tory to-night, tause you isn't seepy. Wunt there was a ittle day hen 'at tole a net an' laid fir-teen waw edds in it, an bime bye erleven or seventeen ittle chits f'ew out of 'em, an Mit Vildy 'dopted 'em all!
"Yet, I tay here an' be Timfy's ittle dirl. Now oo p'ay by your own seff ittle while, Mit Vildy, pease, coz I dot to det down an find Samfy an' put my dolly to bed coz she's defful seepy." "It's half past eight," said Samantha coming into the kitchen, "and Timothy ain't nowheres to be found, and Jabe hain't seen him sence noon-time."
"Mamma, I dess I'd better do to bed now, betause if I don't I shall be too seepy to turn to Aunt Taty's wedding to-mowwow." "Dear me!" cried Rose, catching the child up. "This is simply dreadful! what a mother I am! Things are come to a pass indeed, if babes and sucklings have to ask to be put to bed. Baby, you ought to have been christened Nathan the Wise."
"Oo knows!" he answered, and went away sucking his thumb. A moment after, I heard him calling out of his nest, a great way up a walnut tree of enormous size, "Up adain, king! Dood night! I seepy!" And I heard no more of him till he woke me in the morning. I lay down by a tree, and one and one or in little groups, the children left me and climbed to their nests.
Then as he sat down on the bedstead beside her, to comfort her as well as he could, she lifted herself up, and knelt down, with her folded hands laid against his shoulder. "Dolly vewy seepy," she lisped, "but must say her prayers always." "What are your prayers, my dear?" he asked.
Swift was the best prattler. He had caught the language, surprised it in Stella when she was veritably a child. He did not push her clumsily back into a childhood he had not known; he simply prolonged in her a childhood he had loved. He is "seepy." "Nite, dealest dea, nite dealest logue." It is a real good-night. It breathes tenderness from that moody and uneasy bed of projects.
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