I
tell my mama the truth 'most all time 'cepting when she asks
questions 'bout things ain't none of her business a tall, and
she all time want to know `Who done it?' and if I let on it's me,
I know she'll wear out all the slippers and hair-brushes they is
paddling my canoe, 'sides switches, so I jus' say `I do' know,
'm'--which all time ain't perzactly the truth. You ever tell
Miss Minerva stories, Billy?"
"Aunt Cindy always say, 't wa'n't no harm 't all to beat 'bout
the bush an' try to th'ow folks offer the track 'long as you can,
but if it come to the point where you got to tell a out-an'-out
fib, she say for me always to tell the truth, an' I jest nachelly
do like she say ever sence I's born," replied Billy.
The children swung awhile in silence. Presently Jimmy broke
the quiet by remarking
"Don't you all feel sorry for old Miss Pollie Bumpus? She live
all by herself, and she 'bout a million years old, and Doctor
Sanford ain't never brung her no chillens 'cause she ain't got
'er no husban' to be their papa, and she got a octopus in her
head, and she poor as a post and deaf as job's old turkey-hen.
Pages:
77
78
79
80
81
82
83
84
85
86
87
88
89
90
91
92
93
94
95
96
97
98
99
100
101