"
"You 'bout the piggiest girl they is," said Jimmy, "all time
got to eat up a poor old woman's pies. You'll have a
Frances-pus in your stomach first thing you know."
"She's got a horn that you talk th'oo," continued the little
girl, serenely contemptuous of Jimmy's adverse criticism,
"and 'fore I knew how you talk into it, she says to me one
day, `How's your ma?' and stuck that old horn at me; so I
put it to my ear, too, and there we set; she got one end of
the horn to her ear and I got the other end to my ear; so
when I saw this wasn't going to work I took it and blew into
it; you-all 'd died a-laughing to see the way I did. But now
I can talk th'oo it 's good's anybody."
"That is an ear trumpet, Frances," said Lina, "it is not a
horn."
"Le's play `Hide the Switch,'" suggested Billy.
"I'm going to hide it first," cried Frances.
"Naw, you ain't," objected Jimmy, "you all time got to hide
the switch first. I'm going to hide it first myself."
"No, I'm going to say `William Com Trimbleton,'" said
Frances, "and see who's going to hide it first.
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