Danny's Own Story
   

    

       CHAPTER I     

       HOW I come not to have a last name is a question that has always had more or less aggervation mixed up with it. I might of had one jest as well as not if Old Hank Walters hadn't been so all-fired, infernal bull-headed about things in gineral, and his wife Elmira a blame sight worse, and both of em ready to row at a minute's notice and stick to it forevermore.     

       Hank, he was considerable of a lusher. One Saturday night, when he come       home from the village in his usual fix, he stumbled over a basket that was setting on his front steps. Then he got up and drawed back his foot unsteady to kick it plumb into kingdom come. Jest then he hearn Elmira opening the door behind him, and he turned his head sudden. But the kick was already started into the air, and when he turns he can't stop it. And so Hank gets twisted and falls down and steps on himself. That basket lets out a yowl.     

       "It's kittens," says Hank, still setting down and staring at that there basket. All of which, you understand, I am a-telling you from hearsay, as       the lawyers always asts you in court.     

       Elmira, she sings out:     

       "Kittens, nothing! It's a baby!"     

       And she opens the basket and looks in and it was me.     

       "Hennerey Walters," she says—picking me up, and shaking me at him like I was a crime, "Hennerey Walters, where did you get this here baby?"       She always calls him Hennerey when she is getting ready to give him fits.     

       Hank, he scratches his head, for he's kind o' confuddled, and thinks mebby he really has brought this basket with him. He tries to think of all the places he has been that night. But he can't think of any place but Bill Nolan's saloon. So he says:     

       "Elmira, honest, I ain't had but one drink all day." And then he kind o'       rouses up a little bit, and gets surprised and says:     

       "That a BABY you got there, Elmira?" And then he says, dignified: "So fur as that's consarned, Elmira, where did YOU get that there baby?"     


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