The Grinder Papers — page 104: what you’re looking at

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THE GRINDER PAPERS 99. ‘‘T ain’t got nothin’ black on my face, have 1?” says I; and. just then I felt suthin’ cold on my neck—for all the world like a snake. “Ugh,” says I, and puts up my hand ; and law the hair had _ got loose, and the coil was comin’ down, and there was the bo- logny slippin’ lower and lower. . “Stick it up forme, Emly,” says I; but she didn't budge. And next minute, bang came my bologny, and my back comb, and the hat, and feather, and vail into the middle aisle. 3 There wasn’t no need o’ askin’ me to go home then. I jest ran, leavin’ ‘em where they was. When I got out, I put my handkercher over my head and cut home. Mirandy and Em'ly came home in the carriage arter awhile, and begun to have high-strikers. Seein’ that was the thing, [ sat tu and helped ‘em, and that brought em tu. Then it come out that I’d done wrong altogether. ‘Stead o getttin’ boys boots, I'd orter got ‘‘ Polish boots,’: and ‘stead o havin’ a boys hat, I orter hada ‘‘ Derby.” And my basque wasnt the thing neither, and the bologny was worst of all. They don't wear bolognys, bit a kind o’ thing made of nig- gers wool on wires. ““Any way, says Mirandy, ‘‘you’d orter dress suitable tu your age, if youd had the best things tu be bought.” ‘‘How’s that?” says I. ‘Like me,” says she. says I; ‘‘I Aev dressed that way all along.” cS €oO cComicboo a - . - Pw 4