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Then aftah Pappy died of the fever 'long with mah mothah Gran'pappy cotched it too. An' the doctah said that was what made him so fo'getful aftahwards. He stopped goin' in town; but he came heah 'huntin' his rights, he said. An' he tol' me that our fortune was hidden heah.
She strolled into her mother's room, and threw herself listlessly into a chair by the window. "What can I do, mothah? I mustn't read long, I mustn't study, Tarbaby is lame, so I can't ride, and I've walked as far as I care to this mawning." "What would you like to do?" asked Mrs. Sherman, who was dressing to go out. "Nothing but things that I can't do," was the fretful answer.
"Oh," cried Lloyd, "I intended to ask Betty befoah she went away where she had hidden yoah present, and she left next mawning so early that I was still asleep. Maybe mothah knows." But Mrs. Sherman, busy with her letters, shook her head. "I haven't the faintest idea," she answered.
My ole mothah tole me I gotta be but I never did be baptize when Ise young in de south. De othah people befoh me all batized." "A lot of de slaves come north. Dey run away cause dey didn want to be slaves, like I didn like what you do and I get mad, den you get mad an I run away." "De pattyroller was a man who watched foh de slaves what try to run away. I see dem sneakin in an out dem bushes.
Agnes cannot dress suitably, and they can make no return of hospitalities, so she has never ventured into anything more than the King's Daughters' Circle." "There's Alec with the carriage!" exclaimed Lloyd. "He's stopping at the stoah. If I hurry, I can ride back home. I've stayed so long that mothah will wondah what has become of me." "Don't go!" begged Mrs.
"Mothah!" she called, as she reached the end of the avenue. She was tripping over her long skirt, and scattering hairpins at every step, as her reckless flight sent her hair tumbling down over her shoulders. "Mothah!" she shrieked again, as she stumbled up the porch steps. "Here in my room, dear," came the answer from an upper window.
"Why doesn't gran'fathah love my mothah?" asked the child, as they came in sight of the cottage. She had puzzled over the knotty problem all the way home. "How can papas not love their little girls?" "'Cause he's stubbo'n," was the unsatisfactory answer. "All the Lloyds is. Yo' mamma's stubbo'n, an' you's stubbo'n " "I'm not!" shrieked the Little Colonel, stamping her foot.
Present it to yo' good mothah, son, with mah compliments." Tip could not speak for a minute, and when he did try to talk, his voice was choked with emotion. "I can't begin to thank yuh," he said. Kid Wolf shook his head. "Please don't thank me, Tip. Yo' see, I always try to make the troubles of the undah dawg, mah troubles.
"Mom Beck's goin' to stay heah with me, too, while mothah an' Papa Jack go down South where the alligatahs live. Then when they get well an' come back, Papa Jack is goin' to build a house on the othah side of the lawn. I'm to live in both places at once; mothah said so." There were music and light, laughing voices and happy hearts in the old home that night.
I won't have to give up school now! You wouldn't make me, would you, when you know how I love it? Oh, it will neahly kill me if you do! Please say no, mothah! Please!" Mrs. Sherman's eyes were full of tears. "My poor little girl," she exclaimed as Lloyd threw herself into her arms. "I'm afraid we must do as the doctor says. He would not ask such a sacrifice if it were not necessary.
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