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A Scandalized Virgin.
The bus drove up to the gate and
.steppedl under the electric street light.
Perched on the box by the big. black
negro driver sat a lit tle boy whose
isloder figure was swathed in a huge
mi.;-; mlmerva was on the porch
waitinm. t receive him.
"Mercy nml , I hid."sh said
"wihat )n earth mate you ride utp
there? Why diin't you go: inbde.'?'
"I jesw waited to rile i Sani
Lambl," repliod tle chil I as he Vas
ltfted dO l. ".\ ; see a ice fat lit: te
mnaunon Mato) b
"He I es' wo:ild n' ride inside, Miss
'Airilerv:." into:-r pei Ilie ( river.
quickly. to paa vrthe blush thlat
rose to tie spinscr's thin chel at
mantion of' t ho n a mr " 'Twarl t no
uso for' ter try ter nwake him ride no
whars bu1t jes up I by me. li jes'
'fused an' 'fused an' 'sputed an '
sput e;l he jes' tuck ter me 'oIm de
Jmhilite hie got off'm de train an' sot
Cyes oil me; he amin one easy chi lte ter
git 'quainted wid; so I jesi' h'lstetl him
-up by me. Itere am his vorlise,
"Good-by, Sam L-ainh," said the
vcbild as the negro got back oil tit
'box and gatIh(,I'eri ip the rellis. "i'll
1see you to-Iorrer."
Miss Mllnerva Imprinted a thin, old]
mid kiss on the sweet, childish
,mouth. "I amt y-our Aunt Mlinerva."
se said, as she picked up his satcelil.
The littlo hjoy carelessly drew the
back of ids hand across his nouti.
"What aro yoi doing?" she asked.
'Are you wiping ry kiss off?"
"Niw'n," he relided. "I's jest a-I's
a-rubbin' it in, I roekon."
"Come in, Villiam." and his aunt
led the way through the wide hall
into a big bedroom.
"Billy, ma'am," corrected her
"William," firmly repeated Miss Mi
nerva. "Vou may have been called
'Billy on that plantation where you
were allowed to run wild with the ne
groes, but your n1am1e is Wil
1itam Green 11111, and I shall insist
upon your being called by it."
She stooped to hell) him off with
bis coat, remarking as she did so:
'What a big overcoat; it is several
sizes too large for you."
"Darned if 't ain't," agreed the child
"Who taught you such a naughty
word?" she asked in a horrified voice.
"Don't you know it is wrong to
"You call that cussin'?" came in
seornful tones from the little boy.
"You don't know cussin' when you see
,t; you Jest oughter hear ole Uncle
Jimumy-Jawed Jupl't er, Aunt Cindy's
'husban'; he'll sho0w you somer~l the
ipretties' Cussinl' you ever did hear."
"Who is Aunt Cindy ?"
"She's the coloredi 'omlan wvhat tends
to mec over sence me all WIlkes liooth
Lincoln's htorn, an' Uncle Jup'ter is
her hutsbian' an' he sho' is a stingeree
on cussin'. is yo' husban' much of a
cusser?" lhe inquilred.
A pal' ilnk dlyed Miss Minerva's
thin, sallow, faco.
"1 am not a mlarriedl womlan," shte
rep~lied, curtly. "andI I most assuredly
wold not perm'ilt aniy oaths to be used
0on my premlises."
"Well, Uincle ~Jlmmy-Jawed Jup'ter
is jest nach'eliy boun11' to cuss--he's
got a1 repertatio to11L keep up," said(
1e sat down ill a chlair in front of
b!. aunt, crossed is legs and smiled
confidlenltally up into her' face.
"liell aln' damn is jest easy ev'y day
words to that nigger. I wish youI
eouild hear' him1 etuSs on a Sunday jest
one tIme, Aunt M iner va; he'd sho'
mnake you open1 ye' ('y, 5 aill take in yo'
:algn. llut Aunt t'indy don1't 'lowv me
tin' Wllkes Ilooth I .lncoln to say 11oth
in' 't all only jest 'darrl' tell we gits
grown mlens, an' puts oin long pants.'"
"Wilkes llooth I ,incolni?"' questioned
"Ain't you nev'~er hear teiler hIm?"
askedt the1 chIld. "'IIe's ol AuInt Blule
Gutm Tremtpy 'sI Per'uny Pearline1's hoy;
win' Peru ny Pearllne,"' lht continuedi
enthuslasticnlly, "shte aint't Ill ordt
"nary niggrr her hatir ain't got nlare
kink an' tie's got the0 grandes5' cdo'es.
She got ten chliliens anl' ev'y sIngle
ono of 'em's got a diiiti lnt papp~ly, sil
been marr 'lied so mnu ch. Tihey do say
she got i njun blood ini herl too.''
MtIiss M lnerva, wilo nad beeni stanid
ing prIm. erect and stiff, fell limply
into a conlvenienlt rock ing chanir, anld
looked closely at t his orpha ned
1)ephlew who had comeC to live W wih
She saw a beautiful, brIght, at
tractive, little face out of which big,
saucy, gray eyes shaded by long CurI'
Ing black lashes looked winninlgly at
bor; she saw a sweet. chIldIsh red
mnouth, a mass of short, yellow curls
and n thIn but graceful little figure.
"I knows the names of aller o~t
Aunt Ilhte-Gum Tempy's Peruny Pearl
true's chilllens," lie was saying prou(
17.: "AdmIral Farragut Moses thi
Prophet Itsquire, he's the bigges'; at
Alice Ann Maria Dan Stejl-ani'-Gt
Fetch-it, she had to ntuss all the res
vhe any f as'. as she git th'oo nussil
one. gn' 'low she goen' to have
broadlin' spell here come another orl
illy & Britton Co.)
an' she got to nuss it. An' the nex'
is Mount Sinai Tabernicle, he name
fer the church where ol' Aunt Blue
Gum Temipy's Peruny Pearline takes
her sackerment; an' the nex' is fVirst
Thessalonians; Second Thessalonians,
he's (lead an' gone to the Bad Place
'catise he skunt a cat-I don't mean
skin the cat on a actin' pole like me
an' Wilkes Booth Lincoln (1008-hie
skunt a sho' 'nough cat what was a
black cat, what was a ole witch, an'
she conie back an' ha'nt him, an' ho
growed thinner an' thinner an weas
leir an' weasler, tell finely he wan't
nothin' 'tall but a skel'ton, an' the
H ad Man won't 'low nobody 'tall to
give his parch tongue no water, an' he
got to, ever after amen, be toast on a
pitchlfoik. An' Oleander Magnolia Al
thia i s the nex'," he continued,
em:meriting Peruny Pearline's off
spring on his thin, well-molded filn
gers, "she got the seven-year Itch; an'
Gettysburg, an' Biddle-&-Brothers
Mei'cantilo'Co.; lie name for the sto'
where ole Aunt Blue-Gum Tempy's
IPeiuny Pearline gits credit so she can
pay when i.she f'ches in ner cotton in
the fall; an' Wilkes Booth Lincoln,
him nt' me's- twins; we was borned
the samie da~y only I's borned to miy
mmman' hesorned to his'n an'
t anlnis fetched me an' Doctor
Sli:ck'w'(,ot fetched him. An' Decim
us Ultims,"-the little boy trrumph
antly put his right forefinger on his
left little one, thus making the tenth,
"she's the baby an' she's -got the colic
an' cries loud 'nough to wake up is
rael; Wilkes Booth Lincoln say he
wish the little devil would die. Per
uny Pearline firs' name her 'Doctor
Shacklefoot' 'cause he fetches all her
chillens, but the doctor he say that
ain't no name fer a girl, so he name
ier Decimus Ultimus."
Miss Minerva, sober, proper, digni
fied, religious old maid unused to cliil
dren, listened in frozen amazement
and paralyzed silence. She decided to
put the child to bed at once that she
miyht collect her thoughts, and lay
sone plans for the rearing of this sad
ly neglected, little orphaned nephew.
"William," she i;aid, "it is bedtime,
and I know you must be sleepy after
your long ride on the cars. Would you
like something to eat before I put you
to bed? I saved you some supper."
"Naw'i, I hain't hongry; the major
man what I talk to on the train tuck
me in the dinin'-roon an' gimme -all
I could hol'; I jest eat an' eat tell
I they wan't a wrinkle in me," was the
Ireply. "He -axed me 'bout you, too.
Is he name' Major Minerva?"
She opened a door in considerable
confusion, and they entered a small,
neat room adjoining.
"This is your own little room, Wil
Hiam," said she, "you see it opens into
minme. Ihave you a night-shirt?"
"Naw'm, I dlon't need no night-shirt,
I jest sleeps in my uinin and sonme
times in my overalls."
"Well, you may sleep in your uinion
suit tonIght," said the scandalized rel
ative, 'andl I'll see what I can do for
you tomorrow, Can you undress your
11er small nephewv wrinkled his
nose, disdainfully. "WellI, I reckon
so," he scornfully made answer. "Me
an' Wilkes Booth Lincoln been uin
dressin' usself ever sence we's horn."
"I'll come in here after a wvhile and
turn off the light, Good night, WViI
"Good -night, Aunt Minerva," re
Isponded the little b)oy.
The Rabbit's Left Hind Foot.
A few minutes later, as Miss Mi
nerv~a sat rocking andI thinking, the
door' opened and a lean, graceful, little
figure, clad in a skinny, gray union
suit, came into the room,
"Ain't I a-goin' to say no pi'ayers?"
demanded a sweet childish voice,
"Aunt Cindy hear me an' Wilkes
1.30oth Lincoln say us prayers ev'y
night sence we's born,"
"Why, of course you must say your
prayers," said his aunt, blushing at
having to be reminded of her duty by
this young heathen; "kneel down here
1Billy looked( at his aunt's bony
frame and thought of Aunt Cindy's
soft, fat, ample lap, A wistful look
cirossed his childish face as he
driop~pedl down in front of her and laid
his head against her knee, then the
bright, beautiful little face took on an
angelic expression as he closed his
eyes and softly chanted:
"Now I layg me dlown to sleep,
I prays5 the Lord my soul to keep,
if I should die bofo' I wvake,
I prays the Lord my soul to take.
"Keep 'way t'om me hoodoo an' witch,
Lead my paf f'om the po'house gate,
1 pines for the goldlen harps an' sich,
Oh, Lord, I'll set an' pray an' wait.
"Oh, Lord, bless ov'ybody; bless me
an' Aunt Cindy, an' Wilkes Booth lin
coln, an' Aunt Blue-Gum Tempy's Per
- tny Pearline, aun' Uncle Jimmy-Jawed
- Ju'te-", an' ey'ybody, an' Sam Lamb,
Ban' Atnt Minerva, an' aller Aunt Blue
'Gum Tempy's Peruny Pearlino's cnul
eIns, an' alye Aunt Minerva a billy
,goat or a. little nannny if she'd ruthor,
u' an' bless Major Minerva, an' miake mie'
a a good boy like Sanotifled Sophy, for
* .IJesus' sake.A om. "
"What tn thaou Wave t
your neck, William?" she a
the little boy rose to his feet.
"That's my rabbit foot; you
never have no 'sease 't all an' nobodi
can't never conjure you if you WeIra
a rabbit foot. This here one is the
lef' hin' foot; it was ketched by a red
headed nigger with cross-eyes In a
graveyard at twelve o'clock on a i
day night, when they's a full Ino
He give It to Aunt Cindy to tie 'roun'
my nake when I's a baby. Ain't you
got no rabbit foot?" he anxiously in
"No," she answered. "I have never
had one and I have never been con
jured either. Give it to me. William;
I can't allow -you to be superstitious,"
and she held out her hand.
"Please, Aunt Minerva, jest lemnme
wear It tonight," be pleadied. "Me an'
Wilkes Booth Lincoln's been wearin'
us rabbit foots ever sence we's born."
"No," she said firmly; "I'll put a
stop to such nonsense at once. Give
it to me, Villihm."
Billy looked up at his aunt's aus
lore countenance and lovingly fin
g ered his charni; he opened his
mouth to say something, but hest
tated; slowly ho untied the string
tround his neck and laid his treasure
)n her lap; then without looking up.
no ran into his own little room, clos
ng the door behind him.
Soon afterward Miss Minerva, hear
jng a sound like a stifled sob coming
roin the adjoining room, opened the
loor softly and looked into a sad, lit
le face with big, wide, open eyes
rhining with tears.
"What is the matter, William?" she
"I ain't never slep' by myself," he
robbed. "Wilkes Booth Lincolh al
vays slept on a pallet by my bed ever
rence we's born an'-an' I wants
tunt Cindy to tell me 'bout Uncle Pit
Ills aunt sat down on the bed by
its side. She was not versed in the
.ays of childhood, and could not know
hat the little boy wanted to pillow
ils head on Aunt Cindy's soft and am
)le bosom, that he was homesick for
its black friends, the only companions
le had ever known.
"I'll tell you a Bible story," she
emporized. "You must not be a baby.
You are not afraid, are you, William?
3od is always with you."
"I don't want no God," he sullenly
nade reply; "I wants somebody with
;ho' 'nough skin an' bones, an'-an' I
wvants to hear 'bout Uncle PilIjerk Pe
"I will tell you a Bible story,"
Rgain suggested his aunt. "I will tell
"I don' want to hear no Bible story,
neither," he objected. "I wants to hear
He Chanted "Now I L
Uncle Jimmy-Jawed Jup'ter play his
'corjun an' sing:
'Rabbit up the gum tree. Coon is in
Wake, snake; Juney-IBug stole a half
"I'll sing you a hymn," said Miss
"I dlon't want to hear you sing no
hymn," said Hilly impolitely. "I wants
to see Sanctified Sophy shout."
As his aunt could think of no sub
stitute with which to tempt him in
lieu of Sanctified 'Sophy's shouting,
she r'emainedl silent.
"An' I wants Wilkes Booth Lincoln
to dance a clog," persisted her
Miss Minerva remained silent. She
feit unable to cope with the situation
tiII she had adjusted her thoughts and
made her plans.
Presently Hilly, 'coking at her
"Gimme my rabbit foot, Aunt Mi
nerva, an' I'll go right off to sleep,'
When she again looked in on him
he was fast asleep, a rosy flush on his
babyish, tear-stained cheek, his red
lips half parted, his curly head p11
lowed on his arm, and close against
his soft, youn'g thromgt there nestled
the left hind foot of di rabbit.
Miss Minerva's bed time was hair
af ter nine o'clock, summer or winter.
She had hardly varied a tespnd in the
years that had elapsed nerie the run
away marria'e of haer one eatie
'the young dist' e blhli ia4 noW
come to live wit4 hier. DAt ,on the
night of Billy's arriva the stern, nar
ow, woman sat 'for hours in her rock
09g chair, her mind busy with thoughts
O .that pretty young sister, dead since
the boy's birth.
'And now the wild, reckless, dissi
Pated brother-in-law was dead, too,
and the child had been sent to her;
to the 'aunt who did not want him,
who did not care for children, who.
had. never forgiven her sister her un
fortunate marriage. "If he had only
been a girl," she sighed. What she
believed to be a happy thought en
tered her brain.
"I shall rear him," she promised
horself, "Just as .if he were a little
girl; then he will be both a pleasure
and a comfort to me, and a compan
ion for my loneliness."
Miss Minerva was strictly method
ical; she worked ever by the clock,
so mnany hours for this, so many for
that. William, she now resolved, for
the first time becoming really Inter
ested in him, should grow up to be a
model young man, a splendid and
wonderful piece of mechanism, a fine,
practical, machine-like individual,
moral, upright, religious. She was
glad that he was young; she would
begin his training on the morrow. She
would teach him to sew, to sweep, to
churn, to cook, and when he was old
er he should be educated for tne min
"Yes," said Miss Minerva; "i snail
be very strict with him just at first,
and punish him for the slightest dis
obedience or misdemeanor, and he
will soon learn that my authority is
not to be questioned."
And the little boy who had never
had a restraining hand laid upon, him
in his short life? He slept sweetly
and innocently in the next room,
dreaming of the care-free existence on
the plantation and of his idle, happy,
The Willing Worker.
"Get up, William," said Miss Mi
nerva, "and come with me to the
bathroom; I have fixed your bath."
The child's sleepy eyes popped wide
open at this astounding command.
"Ain't this-here Wednesday?" he
"Yes; today is Wednesday. Hurry
up or the water will get cold."
"Well, me an' Wilkes Booth Lincoln
jest washed las' Sat'day. We ain't got
to wash no mo' till nex' Sat'day," he
"Oh, yes," said his relative; "you
must bathe every day."
"Me an' Wilkes Booth Lincoln ain't
never wash on a Wednesday sence
LyS Me Down to Sleep."
we's born," he protested indignantly.
Billy's idea of a bath was taken
from the severe weekly scrubbing
which Aunt Cindy gave him with a
hard washrag, and he felt that he'd
rather die at once than have to bathe
Hie followed his aunt dolefully to
the bathroom at the end of the long
back porch of the old-fashioned, one
story house; but once in the big
white tub he was delighted.
In fact, he stayed in it so long
Miss Minerva had to knock on the
door arnd tell him to huri., up and
get ready for breakfast.
"Say." be yelled out to her, "I likes
this-here; it's mnos' as fine as Johnny's
Wash Hole, where me an' Wilkes
Booth Lincoln goes in swimmin' ever
sence we's born."
When he came into the dining-room
he was a sight to gladden even a prim
old maid's heart. The water had
curled his hair into riotous yellow
ringlets, his bright eyes gleamed, his
beautifufl, expressive iittle face shono
happily, and every movement of his
agile, lithe figure was grace itself.
"I sheo' is hongr'y," he remarked,\as
he took his seat at the breakfast ta
MIss Minerva realized that now was
the time to begin hor small nephew's
training; if she was ever to teach him
to speak eorrectif she must begin at
"William," she said stern y,"y
must not talk so much lke a pi
"What I Done Now?" A
Instead of saying 'I sho' is hongry,'
you should say, 'I am very hungry.
Listen to me and try to speak more
"Don't! don't!" she screamed as he
helped himself to the meat and gravy,
leaving a little brown river on her
fresh white tablecloth. "Wait until
I ask a blessing; then I will help you
to what you want."
Billy enjoyed h'is breakfast very
much. "These muffins sho' is-" he
began; catching his aunt's eye he cor
rected himself: "These muffins am
"These muffins are very good," said
Miss Minerva patiently.
"Did you ever eat any bobbycued
rabbit?" he asked. "Me an' Wilkes
Booth Lincoln been eatin' chit'lins, an'
sweet 'taters, an' 'possum, an' squir
rel, an' hoe-cake, an' Brunswick stew
ever sence we's born," was his proud
"Use your napkin," commanded she,
"and don't fill your mouth so full."
The little boy flooded his plate with
"These-here 'lasses sho' is-" he be
gan, but instantly remembering that
he must be more particular in his
speech, he stammered out:
"These-here sho' is-am-are a nice
messer'lasses.-I ain't never eat sech
a good bait. They sho' is--I aimed to
say-these 'lasses sho' are a bird;
they's 'nother sight tastier'n sorghum,
an' Aunt Cindy 'lows that sorghum is
the very penurity of a nigger."
She did not again correct him.
"I must be very patient," she
thought, "and go very slowly. I must
not expect too much of him at first."
After breakfast Miss Minerva, who
would not keep a servant, preferring
to do her own work, tied a big cook
apron around the little boy's neck, and
told him to churn while she washed
the dishes. This arrangement did not
"Boys don't churn," he said sullen
ly; "me an' Wilkes Booth Lincoln don'
never have to churn sence we's beorn;
'omans has to chur-n an' I ain't a-going
to. Major Minerva--he ain't never
churn," he began belligerently, but his
relative turned an uncompromising
and rather perturbed back pen him.
Realizing that he was beaten, he sub
mittedl to his fate, clutched the dasner
angrily, and began his weary wvork.
He was glad his little black friend
(lid not witness his disgrace.
As he thought of WVilkes Booth Lin
coln the big tears came into his eyes
and rolledl dlown his cheeks; he leaned
wvay over the chur-n and the great glis
tening tear's splashed right into the
hole made for the dasher, and rolled
into the milk.
Billy gm-ow interested at once and
laughed aloud; he pucker'ed up his
face and tried to weep, again, for ho
wanted more tears to fall into the
churn; but the tears refused to come
and he couldn't squeeze another one
out of his eyes.
"Aunt Miner-va," he said mischiev
ously. "I done ruint ye' buttermilk."
"What have you done?" she in
"It's done ruint," he replied, "you'll
hafter th'ow it awvay; '(ain't fitten fer
nothin.' I dlone cried 'bout a bucket
ful in it."
"Why did you cry?" asked Miss Mi
nerva calmly. "Don't you lIke toe
"Yee'm, I jes' loves to work; I wish
I had time to work all the time. But
it nmakes my belly ache to churn-I
got a awful patin right now."'
"Churn on!" she commanded un
He grabbed the dasher and churned
vigorously for one minute.
"I reckon the butter's done come,"
he announced, resting from his iaborr,.
"It hasn't begun to come yet," re
plied the en~sperated woman. "Don't
waste so much time, William."
The child churned in silence for the
space of twvo minutes, and suggested:
"It's time to put hot water in it; Aunt
Cindy always puts hot W4ater in it.
Lemme git some fer you."
"I never put hot wvater in my milk,"
said she, "it makes~ the butter puffy.
Work more and thik iess, William."
Again there was a brief silence.
broken only by the sound of the
dasher thumping against the bottom
of the churn, and the rattle of the
"I she' is' tired." he presently re
marked, heaving a deep sigh. "My
arms is .'bout give out, Aunt Minerva.
Ola Aunit Blue-Gum Tempy's Penn
eked the Boy Innocently.
Pearline see a man churn with his
toes; lemme git a chair an' see It I
can't churn with my toes."
"Indeed You shall niot," responded
Is annoyed relative positively.
"Sanctified Sophy knowed a colored
'oman what had a little dog went
roun' an' roun' an' churn for her," re
marked Billy after a short pause. "It
you had a billy boat or a little nanny
I could hitch him to the churn for You
"William," commanded his aunt,
"don't say another word until you
have finished your work."
"Can I sing?" he asked.
She nodded permission as she went
through the open door into the dining
Rleturning a few minutes later she
found him sitting astride the churn,
using the dasher so vigorously that
buttermilk was splashing In every di
rection, and singing in a clear, sweet
"He'll feed you when you's naked,
Thd orphan's tear he'll dry,
He'll clothe you when you's hongry
An' take you wfien you die."
Miss Minerva jerked him off with.
no gentle hand.
"What I done now?" asked the boy
Innocently. "'Tain't no harm as IJ
can see jes' to straddle a churn."
"Go out In the front yard," com
mnanded his aunt, "and sit in the swing
till I call you. I'll finish the work -
without your assistance. And, Wil
liam," she called after him, "there ts
a very bad little boy who lives next
door; I want you to have as little to
do with him as possible."
Sweetheart and Partner.
Billy was sitting quietly in the big
lansigwhnhsan, rse o
thestretfinllycam thoug th
that the Boy oewith met7'uc
dar schoo malcur?"thhi
meen', chu me wthe rey oespose"
seeSnctified Sophy knoedt telorse
'oanimy wh's onlaie doma wentho
sogot a'ligoun'h ain'tur ferver, rec
mard tally anter an' nevrt paue.l fo
yobad a ill boae swrn anditl dn'tngo
Is uldhtc hid hortle churnthergate
"William,"l caughtnsdgh bof aunt,
faot sayl faeoteerin wor uil yhouh~
thae fainse whch wopr.d" is i
throughar o theat her inotedning
foundlh!m sioted asBide."I the un
usin lttle dash can' vioruly wth
"Wateml was spaoing in ev ieryva's
yrcton cand sing weing in terrea, -ee
"He'ifee ycos he fnce.' akd
ThI' ophne tiea whel hr," rele
Bill.lth "youmm avhny' ps oead.
AW'ha's you namen?" udi.
"What JImmyn Ganw?" aowked eo
inocetlym mostasin't no ham." s
csee Coes ton srdle aswin."
"ane'hsaut,"n saite acintucwi.
ithounne yo asitnce. oAnd Wil
liam," she caldt. erhm,"heei
a"verynbadlittl oyn whoiin'3 snet
door;eI wappe yortohav aslittl tim
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