REALIZATION
  By James Prendergast Jackson, Jr.

Im over here, and your “over there” And I no not the shade of your eyes or your hare.  But this much I relize, from the land of the Free!  You are imbibed with mystery!

I think that sums up the situation.  I have supported you one yere and you dont no me, and I dont no you, and mebbe you will never mete me and mebbe I will never mete you, and while I am tryin to think how I can get over there along comes that feler Teddy and gets his eye on you and sez, Guess Ill have her for my godchild, and Bully fer you your a peach! and you fall fer it of corse, and I have to take a back seat.  I guess that is life, but I tell you it is pretty tuf sometimes and a feler who is twelve yeres old has more trubbles than you think.  But I guess if you want to be his godchild I wont stand between you.  Mebbe you wood like a list of how I have suported you?  Here is some of it, mindin chickins, selling Mirrors, choppin wood, frezin ice-cream fer Crankit & sons, pickin cheries, money from Carl Odell fer keepin quiet, polishin door handels, a mud turtle to Sid Perkins, a jar of pollywogs to Sid Perkins, he wants to build an aquarium, and I washt the winders of missis Perkins big, white house one weak when I was hard up, but I dont think I shall ever be hard up again as mister Parker has ofered to take me on the Mirror staff whenever I like, as he sez I talk like a book agent.  I wish I cood leve school and go into bizness or to war or something.  I dont seem to get much out of school somehow.  Miss Davis sez to mother, Mebbe your son has deefective eyes but she sez to me, You are a blockhed.  I guess miss Davis is off the trolly or something, Dad sez she has Fritz blood because she is distently related to the Dinkelheims.  I was sory to hear you had swallerd all that gum, but was glad to see you got away with it, that feler was the limit to give it to you, it is not a thing to give to a godchild.  Fust thing you no when he is your godfather he will feed you a shoestring or something, and you will be two polite to say no and you will dye.  I hate to think of you ending that way it dont seem rite somehow.  Say what does he want to buckle his hare and line it up one side fer?  He must think his hed is a race track.  Gee whiz I hate to think of the Yanks comin runnin over there with felers like that among them.  I have been in swimmin with Dinky Odell in old Frost Lake to-day and he stumpt me to swaller a skipper and sed I bet a quarter you will not, so I swallerd one and it didn’t test ennything at all, only it kind of crawled up and down my throte fer awhile and o Boy! didnt he tickel though!  The next time I swaller a skipper I shall chew him fust, if you dont they walk inside of you as if they was saying “where do we go from hear?” Say you were pretty smart about catching on about my jokin about Mr. le Cure.  Corse I dont no him as well as you do, caus you no and I no he has lived on the other side more than hear, but I guess if we was to pass on the street, we wood no each other well enuf to say, Hello, old top, how are you to-day?  Say, I have got your Christmas present all pickt out, do you no what I wish you wood give me fer mine?  See if you can guess.