She hobbled erlong on her crutches,
an' atter while she got ter de stone; an' hit so happened dar wan't
nobody dar, so she sot down ter res'. Well, mun, she hadn't mo'n totch
de stone when de little birds began, 'I wush I had,' 'I wush I wuz.'
"'Oh, what er sweet, pretty place!' de little gal said; 'an' what nice
little birds! I wush dat po' old sick man what libs next ter us could
come out here and see it all.'
"'I wush I had,' 'I wush I wuz,' sung de little birds. 'I wush all de
po' chil'en could come an' spen' de day here,' said de little gal;
'what er nice time dey would hab!'
"'I wush I wuz,' 'I wush I had,' sung de birds in er flutter, hoppin'
all 'bout 'mong de branches.
"'An' all de lame people, an' sick people, an' ole people,' said de
little gal, 'I wush dey could all git well, an' strong, an' lib in er
beautiful place jes like dis, an' all be happy.'
"Oh, de little birds! what er bustle dey wuz in to be sho'! Dey sot
upon de bery topes' branches, an' dey sung like dey'd split der
troats,
"'I wush I had,' 'I wush I wuz.'
"But de little gal neber min' 'em. She was rested, an' hobbled on all
by herse'f; but now, sence she done wush fur blessin' fur tudder
folks, de spell was loosenin' an' de stone all drawerd up ter a little
bit er stone, den sunk away in de groun' clar out o' sight.
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