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Stratton-Porter, Gene, 1863-1924

"Michael O'Halloran"

"I don't know one fellow who'd do that, Peaches."
"Mickey, hide me. Oh hide me! Don't let them '_get_' me!" she begged.
"Why kid, you're crazy," said Mickey. "Now lemme tell you. Where they'll
take you _looks_ like a nice place. Honest it does. I've seen lots of
them. You get a clean soft bed all by yourself, three big hot meals a day,
things to read, and to play with. Honest Peaches, you do! I wouldn't tell
you if it wasn't so. If I'll stay with you 'til they come, then go with
you to the place 'til you see how nice it is, will you be good and go?"
She burrowed in the covers, screeching again.
"You're scared past all reason," said Mickey. "You don't know anything.
But maybe the Orphings' Homes ain't so good as they look. If they are, why
was mother frightened silly about them getting _me?_ Always she said she
just _had_ to live until I got so big they wouldn't 'get' me. And I kept
them from getting me by doing what she told me. Wonder if I could keep
them from getting you? There's nothing of you.


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