“You have, you have, dear baby! I’ll be your mother, and you can call me ‘mamma’ as Billy does.”,
To the melody of the shining bells, Betty dropped off to sleep.,
“Well, I’ll be blowed, gosh! Mar’d larf to hear you tarlk. You’ll darn my socks, two bits or no two bits, ef Mar says.”.
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