Blackfoot news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1891-1902, 1893-08-05

In some lady's gyardin
Philippy Jane was of gingerbread
1 color, round and 1.-the, and she jumped
about with the happy abandon which
belongs to childhood before self-con-
seriousness was developed. Young
fawns and young lambs are not trou-
bled with self-consciousness; neither
was Philippy Jane.
When the game was at its height,
and the air ringing with merry
shouts, the roll OF wheels was heard,
and soon "Unc' JESSE was in full
view, as in great state, he sat on the
high drivers seat of the carriage, in
which was sole mistis an little Miss
Nathalie. The sight seemed to in
crease the hilariousness of the chill
dren who liked to ''show off before
de white folks" Little Nathalie,
her soft, fair curls clustering beneath
the wide brim of her white velvet
hat, leaned far out of the carriage
window crying out: 80, Uncle Jesse,
please drive slow. / want to see the
children; they are playing so pretty"
And then turning to the old lady in
the carriage: "Grandma, please let
Uncle Jesse stop the carriage, won't
you?" The merry children circling
round and round, called out: "Howdy,
ole missis Howdy, Miss Nathalie!
Howdy! Howdy!" "Oh, grandma,
just look at that little girl in the
middle! She's so cuten' Whose
child is that in the middle. Uncle
Jesse?" asked grandma. "Dat ar's
Yaller Mimy's little gal, ole mistis.
Don't you member? She's same
years chile as little Miss Nathalie.
Both on 'em come in cotton-pickin
time, and Yaller Mimy name her baby
arter dat lady whar paint ole mars
ter's-picture, she did" Little Nath-
allie was leaning out of the carriage
now, calling, "Come here, Philippy
Jane! Come here and tell me howdy. .
Soon the little negro, full of frolic,
was at the carriage window singing:
Use done got out: is got out
From dem ladies gyardenl
Howdyl Howdyi Howdy little mistis."
Little Nathalie had found a bag of
candy, and now was handing it out,
giving the larger share to Philippy
Jane, who continued to Jump about
as gaily as young lamb skipping
over daisied field. .Oh, Philippy
Jane, you're SO funny! I'm going to
have you for my little maid. SalIie
is so grown up she won't play, and
she hurts my head every day curling
my hair. / don't want grown-up
woman. / want you Don't you
want to come and be little house
girl and help Aunt Sukey to feed the
chickens, and be my little girl, and
play with me, and have a pretty pink
dress and a cunning little white
apron with ruffie round it?" An
eager look of delight shown on
Philippy James face as she exclaimed:
"Yessum, dat does! | wants to be
your little gal, den I'll b'long to you,
an you'll b1ong to me, an we all
will b'long to one nudder An I'll
hab pink frock an ruffie apurn.
Hear dat, children, I'm gwine ter be
house gal, is. i gwinter lib at de
great house. Hear dat, does yer?'
I'm gwine to be Miss Nathalie's lit
tie GAL" And then turning her joy
sparkling eyes up to the little girls
face, "When'll / be tuck in, little
mistisp" Just as soon as get back
from Mobile I'm going to graz
mas now, and in the spring I'm COM
ing home. I'm going to bring you
pretty too; and you shall have the
sweetest little pink dress, just like a
rose" "You hear dat, chillerni
Listen what gwine hab! Didn't
tell you ! dream bout clear ribber
las night, an seed de pebbles shinin'