Sonny, a Christmas Guest by Ruth McEnery Stuart
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arrival.
But now he's come,--_an'_ registered, ez they say at the polls,--I know I sort o' counted on the boy, some way. Lordy! but he's little! Ef he hadn't 'a' showed up so many of his functions spontaneous, I'd be oneasy less'n he mightn't have 'em; but they're there! Bless goodness, they're there! An' he snez prezac'ly, for all the world, like my po' ol' pap--a reg'lar little cat sneeze, thess like all the Joneses. Well, Mr. Turkey, befo' I go back into the house, I'm a-goin' to make you a solemn promise. You go free till about this time next year, _anyhow_. You an' me'll celebrate the birthday between ourselves with that contrac'. You needn't git oneasy Thanksgivin', or picnic-time, or Easter, or no other time 'twixt this an' nex' Christmas--less'n, of co'se, you stray off an' git stole. An' this here reprieve, I want you to understand, is a present from the junior member of this firm. Lord! but I'm that tickled! This here wood ain't much needed in the house,--the wood-boxes 're all full,--but I can't _de_vise no other excuse for vacatin'--thess at this time. S'pose I _might_ gether up some eggs out 'n the nestes, but it'd look sort o' flighty to go egg-huntin' here at midnight--an' he not two hours |
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