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Barrin' that she's a little hasty in the temper and sometimes do you persave? has the use of her there's five of them on each hand at any rate do you undherstand I say, barrin' that, and that she often amuses herself just when she has nothing else to do and by way of keepin' her hand in I say, sir, and you, miss, over the way she now and then amuses herself by turnin' up the little finger of her right hand but what matter for all that there's no one widout their little weeny failin's.
Art's mother, 'Bid' Rooney, is a keen matchmaker, and we heard her the other day advising her son, who was going to Dooclone, to have a 'weeny court' with his colleen, to put a clane shirt on him in the middle of the week, and disthract Kitty intirely by showin' her he had three of thim, annyway!
Indeed, so well had Owen's unparalleled affection for his favorite child been known, that it was the general opinion about Tubber Derg that her death had broken his heart. "Poor Owen, he's dead," they used to say; "the death of his weeny one, while he was away in Dublin, gave him the finishin' blow. It broke his heart."
All this time the eyes of every one had been searching this way, that way, every way, for Teeny Weeny, for Old Mother Nature had promised to try to have him there that morning. But Teeny Weeny was not to be seen. Now and then a leaf on the ground close by Old Mother Nature's feet moved, but the Merry Little Breezes were always stirring up fallen leaves, and no one paid any attention to these.
"Aye, aye," said the old man, looking down at him, and shaking his head slowly from side to side; "thou art a great tall sturdy fellow now, yet have I held thee on my knee many and many's the time, and dandled thee when thou wert only a little weeny babe. Be still, thou devil's limb!" he suddenly broke off, reining back his restive raw-boned steed, which began again to caper and prance.
Not little weeny, weeny nothing?" drawing a design down his coat sleeve, her mouth bunched. Suddenly he jerked her so that the breath jumped in a warm fan of it against her face. "You're the only thing I've got in the world, Win. My luck's gone, but I've got you. Tell me I've got you."
"And they are a team!" sighed Mrs. Carringford. "They'll be good. They will do a good deal for me," said Janice frankly. "You bribe the twins." "Oh, they are only teeny, weeny bribes, and of course children expect pay when they do things for you. Look how eagerly Gummy works for his pay," for Gummy was working every day for Mr. Harriman now, and his wages had been doubled.
"Mary Rose!" she cried. It was all she could say. "Isn't he a beauty?" Mary Rose turned shining eyes to her as she patted her pet. "I've had him ever since he was a weeny kitten. Mrs. Campbell gave him to me when I had the tonsilitis. We adore each other. You see his mother is dead and so is mine. We're both orphans." And she caught the orphaned George Washington to her and hugged him.
"THERE'S ANOTHER PLACE," said Emma Jane, in an orthodox and sepulchral whisper, as she took her ever-present ball of crochet cotton from her pocket and began to twine the whiteweed blossoms into a rope. "Oh, well!" Rebecca replied with the easy theology that belonged to her temperament. "They simply couldn't send her DOWN THERE with that little weeny baby. Who'd take care of it?
"Cousin Helen's going to stay three weeks this time isn't that nice?" asked Elsie, while Clover anxiously questioned: "Are you sure that you didn't suspect? Not one bit? Not the least tiny, weeny mite?" "No, indeed not the least. How could I suspect anything so perfectly delightful?" And Katy gave Cousin Helen another rapturous kiss. Such a short day as that seemed!
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