"Well, you no make cookee cross perhaps I give you more money."
"All light! How muchee?"
"No matter: a quarter."
"Ap."
"A half, then."
Going to the laundry, I said to Anarky, "Chang-how will assist you in the ironing to-day, so that you can get through quickly and show my friends some of your best cooking, Anarky. I do hope—"
"What Shang-doodle know 'bout i'unin'?" asked Anarky sulkily.
"Oh, he knows ever so much," said I with cheerful faith; "and I do hope you will try to get on nicely with him this time. You know what the Bible says about brothers dwelling together in unity, and all that?"
"Chang-jaw ain't none o' my brudder, an' I ain't none o' his'n," resisted Anarky.
"Oh yes, we are all brothers; and if you will only be Chang-how's long enough to get through with the ironing, I will give you almost anything you want."