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Updated: June 6, 2025
Now you quit!" retorted the younger lad in a choked voice, digging his toes into the dirt, "quit a-plaguing me! My name's Henry Small and you know it!" While Edith was busy taking their photographs, Kyzie thanked the urchins very pleasantly. They both gazed at her with admiration.
I'll write her all about it, and send her a photograph, bare feet and all." In her eagerness Kyzie spoke as if the matter were all arranged and she could almost see the children "toeing the mark." "Not so fast, my daughter. Remember there are three points to be settled before we can discuss the matter seriously. First, would your papa consent? Second, would your mamma consent?
Kyzie could bear no more. She ran and hid in the hammock and cried. They all thought she was to have a sort of play-school; did they? They were going just for fun. She must talk to mamma. Mamma thought the school was foolish business; but mamma always knew what ought to be done, and how to help do it.
As he looked at her he remembered "Jimmy's play," and the parts they were both to take in it; and the thought of little Kyzie as his poor old grandmother seemed so funny to Nate that he began to laugh and called out, "Good morning, grandmother!" He meant no harm; but Kyzie thought him very disrespectful to accost her in that way before the children, and she tossed her head without answering him.
Just then, as if they had overheard the wish, two little boys came running down the hill, and one of them was barefooted. Moreover, when Kyzie asked if they would stand for a picture, they consented at once. "My name's Joseph Rolfe," said the elder, twitching off his hat, "and his name," pointing to his companion with a chuckle, "his name is Chicken Little." "No such a thing!
"I'll let him have some of the money I get for teaching. I always meant to," said Kyzie. "Very kind of you," returned Aunt Vi; "but we'll not take it if we can help it, will we, Jimmy? I've been thinking it over for some days, children; and a little plan has occurred to me. Would you like to know what it is?" They all looked interested. If Aunt Vi had a plan, it was sure to be worth hearing.
And then they went back to their dolls. Half an hour later Kyzie Dunlee was standing in the schoolhouse door with a group of children about her when Nate Pollard appeared.
Jimmy was waiting for her down the path. "What makes you think you'll find the watch, Kyzie?" "Oh, I don't know, myself, what I meant. I just said it for fun." "Well, do you think Joe Rolfe has got it, or Chicken Little? That's what I want to know." "Hush, Jimmy! Papa wouldn't allow you to speak names in that way. Somebody stole it, I suppose, but we don't know who it was."
Why, I had one with a voice like a flute; but I happened to buy some new wall-paper, and she didn't like the looks of it, and after that she never would sing a note." "Are you in earnest?" asked Kyzie. "Yes, it's a fact. But Job never was pernickitty, bless his little heart!" She brought a tiny bell and let him take it in his claws.
And then they began to hum a tune and keep step to the music. They often did this as they walked. Kyzie had gone on before them. Her father was with her, but she had the key in her hand and opened the schoolhouse door. They walked in together, and Kyzie locked the door behind them, for several children were waiting about who must not enter till the bell rang.
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