Take hold this way. Now sing:
"Dear little baby, shut your eyes,
Stars are shining in the skies;
Soon an angel will at you peep,
Whisper to you while you sleep.
Dear little baby, what do you hear?
Mamma's voice, sweet and clear.
Why, mamma's the angel, baby dear."
"I dunno it; I never heered it."
"Be a good girl, Polly, and I will give you my new China tea-set."
"I don' like cheeny dishes, caze I have ter wash 'em when dey gets dirty.
I'd redder eat orf chips en frow 'em erway."
"Well, then, I'll give you the pretty colored paper dolls I cut out of
Godey's Lady's Book; any thing, just so you make believe it's a real live
baby. Sing this, then:
"Folks, won't you go? Folks, won't you go?
Folks, won't you go to see the monkey show?"
"You know it, Polly; I heard you singing it yesterday."
(The soldiers were coming up the avenue.)
"The royal tiger will be there,
The ring-tailed monkey
And the polar bear;
The royal tiger will be there," etc.
"I'll cross my heart, I dunno it. I natchelly 'spize babies, ennyhow. If I
wuz er blue-gum nigger, I'd bite 'em," said Polly, showing her teeth
viciously.
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