"He got 'way f'om here 'bout moon-down las' night," she replied,
losing sight of her grievance in his flattering interrogations.
"You know Sis' Littlejohn, she been married goin' on five times.
Dis-here'll make fo' gentlemans she done buriet an' dey ain't
nobody can manage a fun'el like she kin; 'pears like hit jes'
come natchel to her. She sho' is done a good part by eb'ry
single husban' too, an' she's figgerin' to outdo all the yuthers
wid Brudder Littlejohn's co'pse." Sarah Jane almost forgot her
little audience in her intense absorption of her subject.
"She say to me dis mornin', she say, `Marri'ge am a lott'ry, Sis
Beddinfiel', but I sho' is drawed some han'some prizes. 'She
got 'em all laid out side by side in de buryin' groun' wid er
little imige on ebry grabe; an. 'Sis Mary Ellen, seein' as she
can't read de writin' on de tombstones, she got a diff'unt little
animal asettin' on eb'ry head res' so's she kin tell which
husban' am which. Her fus' husban' were all time ahuntin',
so she got a little white marble pa'tridge arestin' on he' head,
an' hit am a mighty consolement to a po' widda 'oman fo' to know
dat she can tell de very minute her eyes light on er grabe which
husban' hit am.
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