She's 'bout the
pertic'larest woman ever was; she don't 'low me to leave the yard
'thout I get a whipping. I believe I will come over to see you
'bout half a minute."
Suiting the action to the word Jimmy climbed the fence, and the
two little boys were soon comfortably settled facing each other
in the big lawn-swing.
"Who lives over there?" asked Billy, pointing to the house across
the street.
"That's Miss Cecilia's house. That's her coming out of the front
gate now."
The young lady smiled and waved her hand at them.
"Ain't she a peach?" asked Jimmy. "She's my sweetheart and she
is 'bout the swellest sweetheart they is."
"She's mine, too," promptly replied Billy, who had fallen in love
at first sight. "I's a-goin' to have her fer my sweetheart too."
"Naw, she ain't yours, neither; she's mine," angrily declared
the other little boy, kicking his rival's legs. "You all time
talking 'bout you going to have Miss Cecilia for your sweetheart.
She's done already promised me.
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