"His Majesty say, you eat him Ju-Ju—yours greatest Ju-Ju, he want to sign treaty."
But Peters, waving the empty can over his head, shouted:
"I've eaten jam, I've eaten jam! It's pineapple—and I don't care!"
XII
WHEN FATHER WORKED
A Suburban Story
By CHARLTON LAWRENCE EDHOLM
"H'everybody works but Fadher,
H'and 'e sets 'round h'all diy——"
Thus in chorus shrilled the infant Cadges like the morning stars singing together, but still more like the transplanted little cockneys they were.