Oh, go ter sleep! sleepy little baby, Oh, go ter sleepy, little baby, Kaze when yer wake, yo’ll git some cake, An’ ride a little white horsey! We’ll stop up de cracks an’ sew up de seams— De Booger Man never shall ketch you! Oh, go ter sleep an’ dream sweet dreams— De Booger Man never shall ketch you! [33] Oh, go ter sleep! sleepy little baby, Oh, go ter sleepy, little baby, Kaze when you wake, you’ll git some cake, An’ lots er nice sugar candy!” How could whole countries be at war and such peace reign in any spot on the globe? The whirr of an approaching motor awoke them from their musings and stopped the delightful song before one-third of the stanzas had been sung. It was Kent with John in the doctor’s little runabout. “My boy! my boy!” and Mrs. Brown dropped the baby in her basket and flew across the grass to greet the long-absent Kent. “I couldn’t wait for Paul but had to get old Dr. John to bring me out. Mumsy, how plump and pink you are. I declare you look almost as young as the new baby,” said Kent after the first raptures of greeting were over. “And Molly, you look great! And ’Fessor Green, I declare you are getting fat. I bet you have gained at least three-quarters of a pound since you got married. Positively obese!”[34] [34] “You haven’t said much about the
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