"'Twon't be long 'fore we'll all hafto go to school," remarked
Frances, "and I'll be mighty sorry; I wish we didn't ever hafto
go to any old school."
"I wisht we knowed how to read an' write when we's born," said
Billy. "If I was God I'd make all my babies so's they is already
eddicated when they gits born. Reckon if we'd pray evy night an'
ask God, He'd learn them babies what He's makin' on now how to
read an' write?"
"I don' care nothing at all 'bout them babies," put in Jimmy,
"'tain't going to do us no good if all the new babies what Doctor
Sanford finds can read and write; it'd jes' make 'em the
sassiest things ever was. 'Sides, I got plenty things to ask
God for 'thout fooling long other folks' brats, and I ain't
going to meddle with God's business nohow."
"Did you all hear what Miss Larrimore, who teaches the little
children at school, said about us?" asked Lina importantly.
"Naw," they chorused, "what was it?"
"She told the Super'ntendent," was the reply of Lina, pleased
with herself and with that big word, "that she would have to have
more money next year, for she heard that Lina Hamilton, Frances
Black, William Hill, and Jimmy Garner were all coming to school,
and she said we were the most notorious bad children in town.
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