The Grenada gazette. (Grenada, Miss.) 1885-18??, 1885-12-26

near eroont that beyutiful baby, | know
I'd die havin' ter listen with thu
victuals erfore my eyes. Oh! how cold
it's er-gittin' Say, Tommy, don't yor
wished us lived someware an didn'i
have to knock erbout from one place
to ernother an sometimes have to stay
In ther street ike ter-night9 Then Us
could hang up cor stockin's. The pigs
foot woman's gal told me ter-day-
she's er nice gal. sheis-she give ne er
pig 8 foot with on'y two bites outer it
this mornin'-she told ME she WAS er-
goin' ter hang up hern, an er ole gem
tleman was er-eomin' ter put sumpin'
orful nice inter it,"
Hang up our stockin's9" repeated
the boy, with Il sort Of snort. "W'y
we amt got lone. But we might
have, may be, if we'd er father an er
mother an er reel home with err fire an
er bed ter sleep in, an'---r
Didn't We never have no father or
no mother'' again interrupted Caddie.
Course We did was the reply.
"Ihey's dead. both of EN-. You was
er little shaver on'v five years ole wen
they went away an then Aunt Caddie
let US stay by her till she up an died,
too. An we've had purity hard lines since
then sis, an don't you forget it. But
il that thief OF er beggar boy hadn't
hooked all ther money | earnt ter-day
er.runnin' Grants, we wouldn't e>becn
er-squattin' here ter-night, We'd er
been in Hot-cake Johnny's ~cr-snorin'
erway after eatin' stude tripe with
inions inter it, an buckw'eat cakes
with laSses onter EN-, AMI"
Tommy; oh! dear; Tommy ex-
claimed poor Caddie.
BLAMED if | don't forget all the
time, sis. You see Use useter ter bein'
hungry than wot you is. But | say,
Cad, s'pose We make b'lieyr we're er
havin' er supper, an vile we're er
maxim 'b'lievo p'raps You kin go ter
sleep"
Il kin make b'lieve er good 'eal,'
replied Caddic solemnly, but can't,
Tommy; I can't make b'lieve as hard
as that"
''Well, let's tell wot we'd like ter
If that ole gentleman. the pigs
ioots woman's gal tole you erbout wos ,
or comm this way. | seen or pjcter Of
him i'll er book-shop winder, an he's t
er queer Iookin' ole chap, with long t
" lite w'iskers an er jolly red face"
SHOES an stockin's an q Mother 9
dress an er picter book. You
'ouId have ther printin' part, cau,e You {
lin spell it ont 50 nice, Tommy; an er
lat an fodder an ey doll, an. oh. six
andy hearts an four fresh cruiiers,"
Caddie, speaking as fast as she G
ould, her pale face flushing in spite Of
he cold. !
AN Id take er sinner sci up" said ]
II kin shine ekeal ter any of :
hem reglars if | on'y had er chance. {
n then I'd make lots of money AMID I
'eta place fur us ter live in an You could {
q ter school, Caddic, an learn ter ;
cad an write. Hello! wot's that" he
'roke of to ask a a faint little cry of
distress reached their ears. And he
rept out from behind the lumber pile S
nd, going to the edge Of the wharf, q
'eered over into the darkness below. 8
he sound was repeated--a little gasp a
meow. +
'Someb0dy's throwed q kitten of o
Ter dock, but | cant see it cause it's fl
ark as pitch down there" said he. a
Poor thing said hi- sister, who Il
ad followed him, II don't think who b
yer done that was er-tryin' ter be ex-
Y good Oh! dear, hear it cry. 1t 81
Iakes me have er pain iist over Their c
lace ware thrr hungry is. Can't We ia
t it out2' to
''Git it OUT Wot you want ter eit it g
fur? It'll soon stop cr-yclIin'.' III
Yes, cause it'll be drowned" an
'bbcd Caddie, oh, Tommy. dear, he
} git it out if you kin. Us won't have Sl
} other chance ter be extry good oo
lows US won't. Us don't know any, nc
'dy ter be extry good to yet; an if us
d us amt got nothin' ter be extry vi
'od with. But US kin be er little cy- De
good ter Their poor kitten, an il Us Fo
YES its life guess that beautiful baby I'm
ii be glad an laugh like anytLin' of
en- He hears about us lishin' it outer ab
er water onter His birthday" SUI
"Well, here goes said Tommy. tin
10 loved this poor little sister dearly. all
d had often gone without 4 dinner tai
she might have one, "an' if I cits
I'll give it ter yon fur your Chriss- liz
lss. But how AIN I to seeP Wish ev'
1t street lamp'd hop over here. It's tat
- long enough to hop here in two at
three hops if it was loose. Oh. my lii
:, if | didn't forgit them tapcrs. The tn
Ter that sells EN- fur Their Chrissmuss
e give me two an a box of wax
tches fur fetchin' him or sangwitch. Ho
l-- H.