"
"Job's old turkey-hen wasn't deaf," retorted Lina primly;
"she was very, very poor and thin."
"She was deaf, too," insisted Jimmy, "'cause it's in the
Bible. I know all 'bout job," bragged he.
"I know all 'bout job, too," chirped Frances.
"Job, nothing!" said Jimmy, with a sneer; "you all time
talking 'bout you know all 'bout job; you 'bout the womanishest
little girl they is. Now I know job 'cause Miss Cecilia
'splained all 'bout him to me. He's in the Bible and he sold
his birthmark for a mess of potatoes and--"
"You never can get anything right, Jimmy," interrupted Lina;
"that was Esau and it was not his birthmark, it was his
birthstone; and he sold his birthstone for a mess of potash."
"Yas," agreed Frances; "he saw Esau kissing Kate and Esau
had to sell him his birthstone to keep his mouth shut."
"Mother read me all about job," continued Lina; "he was
afflicted with boils and his wife knit him a job's comforter
to wrap around him, and he--"
"And he sat under a 'tato vine;" put in Frances eagerly,
"what God grew to keep the sun off o' his boils and--"
"That was Jonah," said Lina, "and it wasn't a potato vine;
it was--"
"No, 't wasn't Jonah neither; Jonah is inside of a whale's bel--"
"Frances!"
"Stommick," Frances corrected herself, "and a whale swallow
him, and how's he going to sit under a pumpkin vine when
he's inside of a whale?"
"It was not a pumpkin vine, it--"
"And I 'd jus' like to see a man inside of a whale a-setting
under a morning-glory vine.
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