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Dess tell me dat? But dere's 'nough quality dis here side de fam'ly to keep yer a good Dem'crat, honey " and Aunt M'randa, muttering, glared at Tom. For Emily Louise was gazing into a gulf wider than the river rolling between home and papa, a gulf called war; nor did Emily Louise know, as Aunt M'randa knew, that it was a baby's little fists clutching at Aunt Cordelia that had bridged that gulf.

Yo' paw?" said Tom; "he's a Republican; he done edit that kinder paper over 'cross the Ohier River, he does." There was unction in the glib quickness of Tom's reply. Then he dodged; it was just in time. "Shet yo' mouf," said Aunt M'randa with wrath; "ain't I done tol' how they've kep' it from the chile." Emily Louise was swallowing hard. "Then then am I a Republican?" Her voice sounded way off.

Aunt M'randa turned a scandalised face upon her last baby in the family. "Co'se yer ain't chile; huccome yer think sech er thing? Ain't yer done learned its sinnahs is lumped wi' 'publicans po' whites, an' cul'd folks an' sech?" The comfort in Aunt M'randa's reassuring was questionable. "But you said my papa " said Emily Louise. The tension demanded relief. Aunt M'randa turned on Tom.

"I lay I bus' yo' haid open ef yer don't quit yo' stan'in' wi' yer mouf gapin' at the trouble yer done made." Aunt M'randa was sparring for time. "Don' yer worry 'bout dat, honey" this to Emily Louise "hit's jes' one dese here mistakes in jogaphy, seem like, same es yer tell erbout gettin' kep' in foh. Huccome a gen'man like yo' paw, got bawn y'other side de Ohier River, 'ceptin' was an acci-dent?

Emily Louise turned away her papa was that thing for lowered voice and bated breath her papa was a Republican. Then Emily Louise was a Republican also. Hattie said so; Aunt M'randa did not know. At twelve one begins determinedly to face facts. Yet the very next day Emily Louise made discovery that a greater than her papa had been that thing for lowered tones.

But Aunt Cordelia turned testy, and even told Emily Louise to run away. Uncle Charlie was gone. There was Aunt M'randa and Tom, so Emily Louise sought the kitchen. It was after supper. Tom was spelling the news from a paper spread on the table, and Aunt M'randa was making up the flannel cakes for breakfast. "Who?