"If it comes, we must see it through; but the breakfasts will be fewer.

It works down one way or another--it all works down to this poor little devil and his kind." "Now, what's your name ?" he asked.
"Jigger," was the reply.
"What else ?" "Nothin', y'r gryce." "Jigger--what ?" "It's the only nyme I got," was the reply.
"What's your father's or your mother's name ?" "I ain't got none.

I only got a sister." "What's her name ?" "Lou," he answered.

"That's her real name.

But she got a fancy name yistiddy.