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Why , he 'll sleep in the bed with my boys , an ' they orter be proud to have sech a plucky bedfeller ! ' `` Jim never did fergit them words ; they meant a good deal more to him than his supper . `` Early the nex ' mornin ' he started out agin , the doctor pointin ' him on the way . He did n't git into the city till ` long ` bout four o'clock , an ' he sez he never was so mixed in all his life . All my childern was green about town ; it made ever ' one of 'em sick when they first rode on the street-cars , an ' Europena was skeered to death of the newsboys , 'cause she thought they called ` Babies , ' ` stid of ` Papers . ' Jim kep ' right on the main road , like he was tole to , but things kep ' a-happenin ' ` round him so fast , he said he could n't do no more 'n jes ' keep out the way . All of a suddint a ice-wagon come rattlin ' up behin ' him .