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DIGGER SMITH
Not quite so 'an'some, p'r'aps, nor so refined.
I've got some toys uv 'is," she sez. "But there—
This is ole woman's talk, an' you be'ind
With all yer work, an' little time to spare."
She gives me 'and a squeeze an' turns away,
Sobbin', I thort; but when she looks be'ind,
Smilin', an' wavin', like she felt reel gay,
I wonders 'ow the women works that blind,
An' jist waves back; then goes inside to find
A lookin'-glass, an' takes a reel good look. . . .
"'Not quite so 'an'some, p'r'aps, nor so refined!'
Gawd 'elp yeh, Jim," I thinks. "Yeh must be crook."
