The progressive farmer. [volume] (Winston, N.C.) 1886-1904, 1898-03-01

ing, why shouldn't it bet We all love
George Warrington, Aunt June"
Yes Sah, yes HAh, Sholy; ter-be
Sho'."
She finished her trading and went
q to arrange her pACkAgesin the cart;
she was puzzled abe didn't ct all un
derstand what it ali meant; yet there
was q pleasant somethingabout i, Soo
Dat chile Bholy beea and done some
thing and not be ca ber We alla, hin
pappy and me-" was her thought.
Then In her honest old heart abe felt Q
tWinge OF regret for her anger ct the
bridge; he wOoAared il the Old n0gEO
OoaId have bsau right aftor ell.
but nav" sAs muasA hit couldn't
q been II de winter time he wuB
haWn. membars his u IN de nan
mer, bekaO0 Jake wug thrOahng WhAAt
dat day. And dsy Wus cabbage fur
dinner, far LB0 Ann come obaC and
cooked L. Nav, Sah, dsyAMam ahdy
wrong"
At tat instant Q gentleman 20 whom
the Woman aAAhero tam wGrOfamNiar,
passing Ot TIE moment, called eat
PleaOAnty 10 her:
Hello, Aunt JuasI Must - gong
10 cslShr&As Gsorgo WashiagboAa
birthday from tao number Of your
packages, Bom buying yourself riohG'
FbeCe it was again, George Washing
tons birthday; che heard it every
where. The very banks would be
closed, ahs heard OoaasboAy say and
the post omOo would b open bat An
hour ell day. Clearly It W0S George
WaahiRGtOa's birthday.
To b perfectly sure about ii, how
ever, che determined to ObsP around 70
Mare Toms @os," and ask aboWtit.
4ArNe Tom Was ODCO her husbands old
master, and he would DO pretty OuEe to
tell her the truth.
"MGrSe Tom" said she, thrugtinE her
head IN Q moment &t the door, what
am de inOaGon OBJ ell de inCiSemSns il
Dc town termOrror2"
ut Il GSorgs WashingtOa's birthday.
Aunt June. Gene IN and get WGrm,'
said the DaSSar, without looking up
from the paper he va buGily pEepar
ing for the court that woula convene
the nexT week. Bat Aunt June Wa
gORe; che WHAt Straight back to the
grocery.
"E dOy'B ell d~etGrnaint tor hab il 90,
I Fe0kia it an got Ter 30 90" che Do
elAreA; and she bought back = POuna
of the butter shs had cold, two pOunds
of cheese, and . dO&m sticks Ct striped
psppermint candy.
"Et ev'ybody else ain gwine b
grudge de chlle de celebrating, I reekln
sholy his own nanny ain gwins do
do daE," said shs. ''I'Se gwiDO straight
nome and kali O hin"
Sne felt relieved in croAatng the
bridge to dnd the workman gone.
II don want hear no more Of that
nigger's mouf," said she. Lack eE not
nell be thinking Idon' know de bufdAy
ob my own chilIen."
Sne made several convenient stops GA
the way home, however, and As each
stop explained why she wa imposing
80 upon the mule.
"Dey's q lot OF things in de cart, to
be sho," said che. Bat hit am George
Washin'ton's bufday."
And for the life OF her che couldn't
help saying is jass ~ the people in
town had said 1t; e. something that
everybody ought 70 know. Watcher
these knew or not she was not able to
divine, sinoe the same reply met her at
each repetition Of the announcement,
"Ye0sum."
she was planning a great feast; she
msant to make q cake and stuff it with
raisins. He ain no oDery nleger, dat
boy aint," said she, ss the white mule
plodded patiently hcmeW0rd,
Llsele Wash could not understand
his sudden rise to greatness, though he
very cheerfully washed the potatoes,
killed and pluckeA the hen, and was
sold that he might beat the whites for
q cake the nexs day.
"A cake far yo' Rufday dinner, son."
his mO4hsr ted hun.
That night when his father came
homo Aunt June asked hIna il he
couldn't get CT from hls work nex day
and eat dinner at home.
''Hit am George Washin'ton's but
day" she explained again In the town
tone. Il done been Citing do chile up
a bite of nice vlctuAlS."
Uncle Jake scratched his head and
pondered. 'Oie 'omSn," said he, after
q pause, 'tyou's mssOokln honey, 'DOut