Mrs. Wiggs of the Cabbage Patch by Alice Caldwell Hegan Rice
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"Yes," said the boy, heavily; "but 't ain't 'nough fer the rent. I got to figger it out some other way." Mrs. Wiggs put her arm about his shoulder, and together they looked out across the dreary commons. "Don't you worry so, Jimmy," said she. "Mebbe I kin git work to-morrow, or you'll git a raise, or somethin'; they'll be some way." Little she guessed what the way was to be. CHAPTER II WAYS AND MEANS "Ah! well may the children weep before you! They are weary ere they run; They have never seen the sunshine, nor the glory Which is brighter than the Sun." THE cold wave that was ushered in that December morning was the beginning of a long series of days that vied with each other as to which could induce the mercury to drop the lowest. The descent of the temperature seemed to have a like effect on the barrel of potatoes and the load of coal in the Wiggses' parlor. |
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