StNicholas [serial] . But yesterday he saw me wink (Honest, I did nt cry, I think, But maybe Brother thought I did), And oh, he said: Come on, then, Kid! They hauled me in; it was a squeeze, Scrouched down between Big Brothers knees; And Brother, when we got to town And stretched our legs and scrambled down, Called to the others: Fellers, say, Let s treat the Kidlet! Come this way! They put me on a high-up seat: One rasbry soda, good n sweet— This little Feller s first, said he; And they all stood and stared at me. I dont see why they laughed. I think Your mouth should taste things when you dr
StNicholas [serial] . But yesterday he saw me wink (Honest, I did nt cry, I think, But maybe Brother thought I did), And oh, he said: Come on, then, Kid! They hauled me in; it was a squeeze, Scrouched down between Big Brothers knees; And Brother, when we got to town And stretched our legs and scrambled down, Called to the others: Fellers, say, Let s treat the Kidlet! Come this way! They put me on a high-up seat: One rasbry soda, good n sweet— This little Feller s first, said he; And they all stood and stared at me. I dont see why they laughed. I think Your mouth should taste things when you drink;. And how should any Feller spose He d taste it stingiest in his nose? I said: I think you re awful mean— Me just a kid and you fourteen — I would nt ha blieved you d treat me so! I thought it was a trick, you know.— But now, of course, I know that is The way that sodas always fizz.
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