Bruvver Jim's Baby by Philip Verrill Mighels
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"Me? Not me!" puffed the visitor.
"What's that?" and he nodded himself nearly off his balance towards the tiny guest he saw upon a stool. With a somewhat belated bark, Tintoretto suddenly came out from his boot-chewing contest underneath the table and gave the new-comer an apoplectic start. "Hey!" he cried. "Hey! By jinks! a whole menajry!" "That's the pup," said Jim. "And, Keno, here's a poor little skeezucks that I found a-sittin' in the brush, 'way over to Coyote Valley. I fetched him home last night, and I was just about to take him down to camp and show him to the boys." "By jinks!" said Keno. "Alive!" "Alive and smart as mustard," said the suddenly proud possessor of a genuine surprise. "You bet he's smart! I've often noticed how there never yet was any other kind of a baby. That's one consolation left to every fool man livin'--he was once the smartest baby in the world," "Alive!" repeated Keno, as before. "I'm goin' right down and tell the camp!" He bolted out at the door like a shot, and ran down the hill to Borealis with all his might. Aware that the news would be spread like a sprinkle of rain, the lanky |
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