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Stratton-Porter, Gene, 1863-1924

"Michael O'Halloran"

"
Mickey climbed a flight, then sat down until he could manage another. The
last flight he rested three times. One reason he laid Peaches on the floor
was because he couldn't reach the bed. After a second's pause he made
a light, and opened the milk bottle.
"Connect with that," he said. "I got to take the lady back to the cars."
"Oh!" cried the connected child. "Oh Mickey, how good!"
"Go slow!" said Mickey. "You better save half to have with some bread for
your supper. Now I got to leave you a little bit, but you needn't be
afraid, 'cause I'll lock you in. Nobody will '_get_' you here."
"Now for the cars," said Mickey to his helper.
"What did them folks say?" she asked.
"Tickled all over," answered Mickey promptly.
"That bundle of dirty rags!" she scoffed.
"They are going to throw away the rags and wash her," said Mickey. "She's
getting her supper now."
"Sounds like lying," said the woman, "but mebby it ain't. Save me, I can't
see why anybody would want a kid at any time, let alone a reekin' bunch of
skin and crooked bones.


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