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Stratton-Porter, Gene, 1863-1924

"Michael O'Halloran"

If they had come bounding at her, she would have
been frightened, but they did not. They stood still, half afraid, watching
the tiny white creature, till suddenly she smiled at them and held out her
hand.
"I like you," she said. "Did you have red berries for breakfus?"
Mary nodded and smiled back.
"I think you're a pretty little girl," said Peaches.
"I ain't half as pretty as you," said Mary.
"No a-course you ain't," she admitted. "Your family don't put your ribbon
on you 'til night, do they? Mickey put mine on this morning 'cause I have
to look nice and be jus' as good, else I have to be took back to the hot
room. Do you have to be nice too?"
"Yes, I have to be a good girl," said Mary.
"What does your family do to you if you don't mind?"
"I ain't going to tell, but it makes me," said Mary. "What does yours do
to you?"
"I ain't going to tell either," said Peaches, "but I get jus' as good!
What's your name?"
"Mary."
"What's his?"
"Bobbie. Mostly we call him little brother.


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