A Child-World by James Whitcomb Riley
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page 82 of 123 (66%)
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"Git on the wet-place, too!" An' nen he say,
"Now hold yer breff an' shet yer eyes!" he says, "Tel I say _Squinchy-winchy!_" Nen he say-- Somepin _in Dutch_, I guess.--An' nen I felt Like we 'uz sinkin' down--an' sinkin' down!-- Tel purty soon the little Fairy weach An' pinch my nose an' yell at me an' say, "_Squinchy-winchy! Look wherever you please!_" Nen when I looked--Oh! they 'uz purtyest place Down there you ever saw in all the World!-- They 'uz ist _flowers_ an' _woses_--yes, an' _twees_ Wiv _blossoms_ on an' _big ripe apples_ boff! An' butterflies, they wuz--an' hummin'-birds-- An' _yellow_birds an' _blue_birds--yes, an' _red!_-- An' ever'wheres an' all awound 'uz vines Wiv ripe p'serve-pears on 'em!--Yes, an' all An' ever'thing 'at's ever gwowin' in A garden--er canned up--all ripe at wunst!-- It wuz ist like a garden--only it 'Uz _little_ tit o' garden--'bout big wound As ist our twun'el-bed is.--An' all wound An' wound the little garden's a gold fence-- An' little gold gate, too--an' ash-hopper 'At's all gold, too--an' ist full o' gold ashes! An' wite in th' middle o' the garden wuz A little gold house, 'at's ist 'bout as big As ist a bird-cage is: An' _in_ the house They 'uz whole-lots _more_ Fairies there--'cause I Picked up the little house, an 'peeked in at The winders, an' I see 'em all in there |
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