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Stratton-Porter, Gene, 1863-1924

"Michael O'Halloran"

He rather doubted it, but it might be a
chance. Mickey was alert for chances for Peaches, so he smiled again, then
he asked: "Are you in such an awful hurry?"
"I think we owe you more than merely paying for your papers," she said.
"What is it?"
Again Mickey showed how long and how wide Lily was. "And with hair like
yours, and eyes and cheeks that would be, if she had her chance, and
nobody to give her that chance but just me," he said. "Me and Lily are all
each other's got," he explained hastily. "We're _home_ folks. We're a
family. We don't want no bunching in corps and squads. We're nix on the
Orphings' Home business; but you _must know_, ma'am--would you, oh would
you tell me just how I should be taking care of her? I'm doing everything
like my mother did to me; but I was well and strong. Maybe Lily, being a
girl, should have things different. A-body so beautiful as you, would tell
me, wouldn't you?"
Then a miracle happened. The nurse, so clean she smelled like a drug
store, so lovely she shone as a sunrise, laid an arm across Mickey's
shoulders.


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