“Zen I come out ze leetle bed, and I go on ze floor, and ven I come vare my moder be, I sake her and I sake her, but ce not speak.  Zen I come to ze bed vare Jeem be, and I sake him, and I tell him dot my fader have kill my moder.  Quick Jeem come dare, and he lif her up; and Fred come out ze bed, and he get ze baby; and Jeem put ze vater on my moder, and he sake her much times, and ce vake, and ce sit up in ze chair mit ze baby.  And ce tell Jeem dot he get ze blanket fon ze bed and he put it on my fader, and he lif hees head, and he put under ze pillow.

“Jeem and Fred zey go in ze bed, and I go in ze leetle bed, but all ze time my moder ce sit up dare in ze chair, mit ze baby, to ze fire, and ce cry and ce cry.”

IV.

“In ze morning my moder tell my fader dot ce vill go back to Italy, mit her moder; and my fader say dot ce may, but ce not go.

“Ze peoples come, but my fader bees not dare, and he not make zem any more mit ze brush, but some my moder make.

“All ze time my fader go vay, and he drink ze beer mit ze bad men; and ze fire he not get, and he not get ze bread, and too much he strike.

“Von time my moder tell my fader dot ce vill come in ze America, and ce vill make ze peoples dare mit ze brush, and ce vill get ze money, and ce vill live; and my fader say dot ce may.  Zen my moder say dot ce vill take ze boys mit her; and my fader say No, he keep ze boys mit him.  My moder say No, ce take ze boys mit her; and my fader say No, he keep ze boys mit him.  Zen my moder say ce vill take ze baby and her little blind boy mit her, and ce vill come in ze America; and my fader say dot ce may.

“Zen my moder sell ze ring fon her fing-er, and some ze money ce get, and some ze money my granfader give her.  Zen ce make me mit ze brush.  I sit up in ze chair, and ce look at me, and ce make me all roun mit ze flowers.  Ce make my curls go roun her fing-er, and zen ce make zem mit ze brush in ze pic-sure, and ce make me mit vings; and ce make in my hand vot ze boys shoot mit,—­not ze gun vot make ze big noise and vot kill, but ze bow mit ze tring, I not know vot you call it.”

“The bow and arrow, Jakey.”

“Yes, dot bees it, ze bow and ze arrow; and von time Jeem have shoot Fred mit it in hees back, and he cry, and he come and he tell my moder dot Jeem have kill him.

“Ven I bees done, ven my moder have make me, von lady ce come dare and ce tell my moder, Vot ce make? and my moder tell her dot ce make me mit ze brush, and ce vill sell me, and ce vill get ze money, and ce vill come in ze America.  Zen von oder day ze lady come dare, and ce give my moder much ze money, and ce take ze pic-sure avay mit her; and ven ce have go mit it, my moder ce cry and ce cry.

“Von day my granfader come dare mit ze carriage, and Jeem he go in ze carriage, and Fred he go in, and my moder ce come in mit ze baby.  My granfader bring me, and he come in, and ze carriage come vay down to ze—­I not know vot you call it, but it bees von big house on ze vater.”