All right then-here goes! I’m Jimmy Bean, and I’m ten years old goin’ on eleven. I come last year ter live at the Orphans’ Home; but they’ve got so many kids there ain’t much room for me, an’ I wa’n’t never wanted, anyhow, I don’t believe. So I’ve quit. I’m goin’ ter live somewheres else-but I hain’t found the place, yet. I’d LIKE a home-jest a common one, ye know, with a mother in it, instead of a Matron. If ye has a home, ye has folks; an’ I hain’t had folks since-dad died. So I’m a-huntin’ now. I’ve tried four houses, but-they didn’t want me-though I said I expected ter work, ‘course. There! Is that all you want ter know?
