Sister: “Ow—boo-hoo-hoo! I put ’em in me mout fer safety, and I’ve swallered em. Boo-hoo-hoo!”
TOO BAD.
“Talk about cruelty ter young folks! I want ter know if dere’s anyting worse dan ter come acrost one er dem posters when yer dat hungry you could almost eat yer shoes.”
HER SMALL WISH.
“See w’ot I found in the ash-barril. What a pity it ain’t got no stummick!”
“I envies it. If I didn’t have no stummick I wouldn’t want no grub!”
TERRIBLE.