"Lawdy! Lawdy! Lawdy!" said Polly, "iz you rite sho', Lil Missus, thar ain' nuffin' in it that's gwiner blow my head orf?"
"Right sure, Polly. Uncle Squire cleaned it out yesterday."
"O, Lawdy, Lawdy, Lawdy! I dunno howter ketch on ter de creeter, nohow. I'd redder nuss real live babies, I wud."
"Be a good girl, Polly. 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?"