"
"I'll tell you what," proposed Billy, "lemme have her an' you
can have Aunt Minerva."
"I wouldn't have Miss Minerva to save your life," replied Jimmy
disrespectfully, "her nake ain't no bigger 'n that," making a
circle of his thumb and forefinger. "Miss Cecilia, Miss
Cecilia," he shrieked tantalizingly, "is my sweetheart."
"I'll betcher I have her fer a sweetheart soon as ever I see
her," said Billy.
"What's your name?" asked Jimmy presently.
"Aunt Minerva says it's William Green Hill, but 'tain't, it's
jest plain Billy," responded the little boy.
"Ain't God a nice, good old man," remarked Billy, after they had
swung in silence for a while, with an evident desire to make
talk.
"That He is," replied Jimmy, enthusiastically. "He's 'bout the
forgivingest person ever was. I just couldn't get 'long at all
'thout Him. It don't make no differ'nce what you do or how many
times you run off, all you got to do is just ask God to forgive
you and tell him you're sorry and ain't going to do so no more,
that night when you say your prayers, and it's all right with
God.
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