The Wreck of the South Pole and Other Strange Tales — page 109: what you’re looking at

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102 The Baby Ghost. might expect, decided to sit up and await the arrival of the new addition to his family. Promptly on time the “little leddy” appeared. ‘An’ phat can Oi do for your leddyship this avenin’,”’ said he very politely, hoping to get on the good side of the host. Lent 10°20. Out.” “Go out, is it?’ said My. Mulligan, with alacrity. “Sure, then, ye can, me darlin’, and welcome,” and he opened wide the door. But the baby never moved an inch. “Tt’s cold out there,’ it moaned and started to creep under the bed clothes with the children. ‘““Howly Vargin presarve us,” cried Mr. Mulligan. “It’s eoing to scare the poor children to death. Get out of there, ye spalpeen. What are yees doing here anyhow? Why aren’t ye over hantin’ Mr. Otto. Indade he towld me this mornin’ that he cursed ye royally.” “So he did,” replied the baby ghost, as it crept from the trundle bed and lay down by the fire. “Warmin’s its shins, by the howly Moses!” ejaculated Mr. Mulligan, “though how it can do that same Oi can’t see.” Then to the baby: : “But how comes it that ye are here and not over there if Mr. Otto cursed ye?” “You put him up to it.” “Oh, murder! Then Oi’m to have ye here in the house wid me until O1 die!” “And maybe afterward.” Eomicbook €o 4