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"My roar," replied the Lion, "is the fiercest thing about me. I depend on it to frighten my enemies so badly that they won't dare to fight me." "Once," said the Mule, "I lost my bray so that I couldn't call to Betsy to let her know I was hungry.
I shore thinks he's a ha'nt, called up by the lady. Haw, haw!" His laughter was evil, chuckling and cunning. It was followed by cackling boasts: "But they all dies all but old Jim. Louisiana, he dies too, even if I misses him that a way with old Betsy that ain't missed nary a one fer nigh twenty year."
"Hooray!" cried Betsy; "I'm glad of that. King Kaliko, I salute Your Majesty and wish you joy in your gloomy old Kingdom!" "We all wish him joy," said Polychrome; and then the others made haste to congratulate the new King. "Will you release my dear brother?" asked Shaggy. "The Ugly One? Very willingly," replied Kaliko. "I begged Ruggedo long ago to send him away, but he would not do so.
But Betsy Butterfly was so used to such remarks that she paid little heed to him. Even when he crept nearer and nearer to her, with old dog Spot at his heels, she did not take fright. With her tongue deep in a fragrant blossom she was enjoying its delicious sweetness when Johnnie Green, bearing his net aloft, sprang at her. When Johnnie jumped, Betsy Butterfly started up in alarm.
This did not trouble me in the least until I reached the carriage, when Father Dan, who was sitting inside, said: "My little Mary won't leave home like that without kissing her aunt and saying good-bye to her cousins." So I returned and shook hands with Nessy MacLeod and Betsy Beauty, and lifted my little face to my Aunt Bridget.
"Why, no!" said Mrs. Ladybug. "I don't care anything about it. At least, I never ate any." "Then I don't see how you know whether you like it or not," Betsy observed, "unless you've looked into a buttercup to find out." Mrs. Ladybug was interested, in spite of herself. "Can a person tell by doing that?" she wanted to know. "It's a sure way," said Betsy Butterfly.
"If I've got to have Miss Pauline," said Peggy, with a sigh, "I'm going to have the dog and her father." "All right," said Miss Betsy, "that will make one hen for the Carters, one for the Hortons, for I'm sure they will give a hen, even if they can't come themselves, one for the Thorntons, and one for me." "Not one for you," said Peggy. "You have given me Mr. Henry Cox already."
And I mind well then that the old Betsy comed out of a hedge soon afterward she'd a been listening, I reckon and saith she, 'Shall I call mun back to 'ee now? Best lose no time, she saith. But I let mun go, for I depended that he'd come back, though I don't deny that I wasn't easy.
Much to Abner's chagrin, he found, on arriving at Oaklands an hour after the interview between Drane and Gilcrest, that Betsy was on a visit to her friend, Mary Winston, who lived near Lexington. Mrs. Gilcrest, however, was unusually animated, and evinced great interest in his recent journey, and questioned him about people and places, changes and fashions in Virginia.
When Anna had to go away the next day Susan stayed; she and Betsy got the house ready for the mother's home-coming, put away Josephine's dresses, her tennis- racket, her music "It's not right!" sobbed the rebellious little sister. "She was the best of us all and we've had so much to bear! It isn't fair!" "It's all wrong," Susan said, heavily. Mrs.
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