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s polishing, and setting her flat-iron back on the stove with a smack,-"there, h

ddressed as "honey;" but as she continued to talk while unfolding another shirt, and laying it u

e they'd find betune here and Canady. It's yees that have the free hand and the kind way wi

, while smoothing it out, she forgot to continue what she had been saying, b

ing it; for niver a b'y of them all is so good to his ould mother, and niver a one of 'em all that his mother's

g slowly up with a heavy burden in his arms. Mrs. Ginniss paused to listen, h

her got wid him anyhow? Shure an it's him; for, if it

oke, and clumped along the narrow passage to the door o

ersilf?" asked she, peer

as a stout young fellow, about fifteen years ol

t there?" exclaimed his mother, bending over t

mother; and I'm feare

dd

dy Ginniss, that iver I should be own mother to a mur

ep in Tanner's Court: and first I thought she was asleep, and so I shook her to tell her to go home before the Charley got her; and then, when sh

e rubbed the cuff of his jacket across his blinking eyes. Mrs. Ginniss gave him a slap, on the shoulde

me fancies an' me frights. But let us looks at the poor little crat

e little lifeless form, with its pale, stil

unless the breath's in her yet, she's dead intirely," muttered the good woman, ru

she'll come to with the fire and vittels. She can have my supper

enough to ate, or she never'd be so round an' plump. It's like she's the child of some beggar-woman that's fed her on broken vit

stove, and was undressing it, when, among the folds of the old shawl crossed over the bos

at it a moment, and t

dd

d armlit come from, Teddy G

me as well as a murtherer!" exclaimed the boy, falling, in his ag

y till we see if the breath's in her yit. Sure an

laid it upon the mantlepiece; while Mrs. Ginniss, with a troubled look upon her broad fa

l thry puttin' her in it. It's what the Yankee doctor said to do

" asked Teddy, with a l

er. Niver a beggar-brat before had a skin so satin-smooth, an' hands an' feet like rose-leaves and

, and then walking away to the window. For some moments, the gentle plashing of

ive, and lookin' at me wid the two blue eyes av her like a

charge in her apron, and reseated herself before the fire, he caught

'll be my little sister, and we'll

's here she is in the morning,

she be, if not here?"

ple call by this name. that browt her, it's they that will fetch h

e done for her own child, even to heating and giving to her the cupful of milk reserved for her