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The little fireman pointed the hose at Dinah, who was carrying the smoking and burning pan of candy over to the sink. "Fire! Fire! Pour on water! Pour on water!" shouted Freddie. "Look out dere, honey lamb! Don't squirt no watah on me!" cried Dinah. But Freddie had started the pump of his engine, and a stream of water squirted all over Dinah. "Oh mah good landy!" cried the fat cook.
"Dis am de forty-sixteen time I'se done bin down to de end ob de car gittin' Miss Flossie a drink ob watah. An' de train rocks so, laik a cradle, dat I done most upsot ebery time. But I'll git you annuder cup ob watah, Flossie lamb!" "And if you're going to upset, and fall down, Dinah, please do it where we can see you," begged Freddie. "Nothing has happened since we got on this train.
Dat mawhin' she eat a big hearty brekfast. One day I 'member she sezs to Marse Hunt, 'I hopes you buys hun'erds an' hun'erds ob slaves an' neber sells a one. Hur name wuz Erslie Kizar Chartarn." "Marse an' missus, mighty kind to us slaves. I lurned to sew, piece quilts, clean de brass an' irons an' dog irons. Most time I set with de ol' ladies, an' light deir pipes, an' tote 'em watah, in gourds.
"Tek 'em, Betty," laughingly urged Mrs. Rogers; "Lucindy an' Lucy air only too glad ter git 'em off ther hands; they know they'd hev ter finish thet quilt this wintah, ef them pieces stayed heah, an' they hate sewin' wussen a mad dog hates watah." "We want you to have these, too," said Lucy, handing to Betsy a pair of plaster-of-paris angels.
But they enjoyed it just the same, though Freddie did splash some water from his finger bowl on the table cloth. "Oh! Oh!" he exclaimed when he saw what he had done. He looked anxiously at his mother. "Dat's all right, little man," said the colored waiter with a smile that showed all his white teeth. "Got t' put a clean cloth on anyhow, an' watah doesn't matter." Freddie felt better then.
Bobbsey. "Why er I just wanted to see if the spring was all right, so I wound that up," Freddie went on. "Then I sort of forgot about the water in the tank, and before I knew it, why it it went off sudden like." "Land ob massy! I should say it done did go off suddint laik!" exclaimed Dinah. "Fust I knowed I was dryin' de dishes an' den I got a mouth full ob watah.
But Jeems' cabin was built on land, land none too stable even in dry weather. The swamp boy touched Val's hand. "It ain't safe. Two of them piles is rotted. If the watah gits that far, they'll go." "You mean the piles holding up your cabin platform?" Val asked. He nodded. For a second Val caught a glimpse of forlorn loneliness beneath the sullen mask Jeems habitually wore.
The youth with the water bag tried to speak, but at first words failed to come. The sight was too ghastly. "Heah's watah," he muttered finally. "Just just try and stand the pain fo' a little longah. I'll do all I can fo' yo'." He held the water bag at the swollen, blackened lips. Then he poured a generous portion of the contents over the shriveled eyes and skeletonlike face.
I'm too modes' to be a Mefodis'. So I explains an' 'pologizes to d' elders, then I shins out for d' Baptis' folks next door. An' it's all right. I'm at peace now: I'm in d' Baptis' chu'ch, sah. You go inter d' watah, kersause! an' that sets yo' safe in d' love of d' Lamb."
"It will be the biggest kind of a pleasuah. It will give me a chance to use mothah's little tea-ball. I deahly love to wiggle it around in the cup and see the watah po'ah out of all the little holes. I've been wishing somebody would come, or that I had something to do. Now you have granted both wishes. I can have a regulah little tea-pah'ty. Excuse me just a minute, please."
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