"Oh, I got up from the burn-down dead, an' COMED right here. An' I
want my dolly's k'adle."
Oh persistent little dragon! If you were of age, what a fortune
you might make in business!
"Uncle Harry, I wish my papa would come home right away," said
Budge.
"Why, Budge?"
"I want to love him for bein' so good to that poor little boy in
the war."
"Ocken Hawwy, I wants my dolly's k'adle, tause my dolly's in it,
an' I want to shee her;" thus spake Toddie.
"Don't you think the Lord loved my papa awful much for doin' that
sweet thing, Uncle Harry?" asked Budge.
"Yes, old fellow, I feel sure that he did."
"Lord lovesh my papa vewy much, so I love ze Lord vewy much,"
remarked Toddie. "An' I wants my dolly's k'adle an' my dolly."
"Toddie, I don't know where either of them are--I can't find them
now--DO wait until morning, then Uncle Harry will look for them."
"I don't see how the Lord can get along in heaven without my papa,
Uncle Harry," said Budge.
"Lord takesh papa to heaven, an' Budgie an' me, an' we'll go
walkin' an' see ze Lord, an' play wif ze angels' wings, an' hazh
good timsh, an' never have to go to bed at all, at all."
Pure hearted little innocents! compared with older people whom we
endure, how great thy faith and how few thy faults! How superior
thy love--
A knock at the door interrupted me.
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