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Polly belonged to the family of the mother of the children, while Mammy came from that of the father, and between the two a slight rivalry had always existed as to the superiority of her own white children. "'T is a pity Miss Calline's back's so round," said Polly one night as the children were being undressed.
"Good-evenin", Mr. Tyler. Is Zachariah ter home?" "I dun'no'. Malviny, is Zachariah erroun' anywher's 'at ye know of?" "I dun'no'; I hain't seed 'im sence supper." "I know," piped up "Little Jim." "He said es he was er-goin' ter Bill Jackson's. But, Zeke," he added, in a hurried aside, catching hold of the visitor's coat in his eagerness, "Mandy Calline's ter home, 'n' she's fixed up ter kill!"
Merrily the Christmas went by, to be followed by others as merry, and the winters and summers came and went, turning childhood into maturity and maturity into old age. Mammy's glory reached its zenith when, at "Miss Calline's" grand wedding, she herself rustled about in all the grandeur of a new black silk and Polly was forever squelched.
Come, Ann Elisabeth, go ter scrapin' up, 'n', Mandy Calline, pour up th' dish-water." "Ya'as, yer'd better make er hurry," squeaked "Little Jim," from his perch in the window, "fer Mandy Calline's spectin' her beau ter-night." "Ye'd best shet up yer clatter, Jim, lest ye know what yer talkin' erbout," retorted Mandy Calline, with a pout, making a dash at him with the dish-cloth.
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