"
"What do she think we's goin' to her of school fer if we can't
have fun?" asked Billy. "Tabernicle sho' had fun when he went to
school. He put a pin in the teacher's chair an' she set down on it
plumb up to the head, an' he tie the strings together what two
nigger gals had they hair wropped with, an' he squoze up a little
boy's legs in front of him with a rooster foot tell he squalled
out loud, an' he th'owed spitballs, an' he make him some
watermelon teeth, an' he paint a chicken light red an' tuck it to
the teacher fer a dodo, an' he put cotton in his pants 'fore he
got licked, an' he drawed the teacher on a slate. That's what you
go to school fer is to have fun, an' I sho' is goin' to have fun
when I goes, an' I ain't goin' to take no bulldozin' offer her,
neither."
"I bet we can squelch her," cried Frances, vindictively.
"Yes, we'll show her a thing or two,'--for once Jimmy agreed with
her, "she 'bout the butt-in-est old woman they is, and she's
going to find out we 'bout the squelchingest kids ever she tackle.
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