"
"Le's's play sumpin' what we ain't never play, sence we 's
born," put in Billy.
"I hope grandmother won't miss me." said Lina, "she 's
reading a very interesting book."
"Let's play Injun!" yelled Jimmy; "we ain't never play' Injun."
This suggestion was received with howls of delight.
"My mama's got a box of red stuff that she puts on her face
when she goes to the card parties. She never puts none on
when she just goes to the Aid. I can run home and get the
box to make us red like Injuns," said Frances.
"My mother has a box of paint, too."
"I ain't never see Aunt Minerva put no red stuff on her
face," remarked Billy, disappointedly.
"Miss Minerva, she don't never let the Major come to see
her, nor go to no card parties is the reason," explained the
younger boy, "she just goes to the Aid where they ain't no
men, and you don't hafter put no red on your face at the
Aid. We'll let you have some of our paint, Billy. My mama's
got 'bout a million diff'ent kinds.
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