The Columbia herald. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 18??-1935, 1906-11-09
CHAPTER XXI.


yard dawn. after she had counted
many millions of black sheep jumping
backward over fence. she had fallen
asleep. Aunt Fanny obeyed her usual
instructions on this luckleSs morning.
II was Beverly's rule to be called ev-
arv morning Mt O'Clock. But how
was her attendant to know that the
graceful young creature, who had kick
Oh the counterpane to the foot of the
he'd and had mauled the pillow out of
all shape had slept for less than thirty
minutes? How was she to know that
the flushed face and frown were born
in the course Of night OF distressing
nerplexities? She knew only that the
sleeping beauty who lay before her
was the fairest creature In all the uni
verse For some minutes Aunt Fanny
stood off and admired the rich youthful
glory of the sleeper. prOphetically re-
iuctant to disturb her happiness. Then
she obeyed the impulse OF duty and
spoke the summonlng words.
"Wha-what time Is it?" demanded
the newcomer from the land of Nod,
stretching her fine young body with a
splendid but discontinued yawn.
"Seben, Miss Bev'ly. Wha' time do
yo' s'pose hit is? Hits d reg'lah time,
O. co'se. Did yo' all have nice sleep,
honeyw and Aunt Fanny went bliss
fully about the business of the hour.
az didn't sleep a wink. confOund II"
erumbled Beverly. rubbing her eyes
and turning on her back to glare up at
the tapestry above the couch.
"Yo' WASH winkin' any when All
fust come into de room, femme tell
yo'" cackled Aunt Fanny, with caus-
tic freedom.
See here, now Aunt Fanny, I'm not
going to stand any lecture from you
this morning When a fellow hasn't
slept a.
who's a-lecturin' anybody, Aid lax
TO know? Ah'm jes' tellin' yo' what
yo' was a-doin' when All came into de
room. Yo' was a-sleepin' petty dog
gone tight. femme tell yo'. Is yo' goin'
out To- yo' walk befo' b'eakfus', honey!
Cause If yo' is. yo' all II be obleeged
TO climb outn dat bald magnify quick
like Yo BAT is ready, Miss Bev'ly,
Beverly splashed the water with un'
reasonable ferocity for few minutes
irving to enjoy a diversion that mad
not failed her until this morning.
Aunt Fanny" she announced after
looking darkly through her wlndoW
into the mountains above, III you
can't brush my hair-ouch!-any easier
than this I'll have some one else az
pAo0fIlnF 0l(
bear
o!acent bear said In reply, without a
tcrng her methods In the least.
Well" said Beverly threateningll
with a shake of her head. be careful
.hat's all. Have you heard the news!
VIVA news. Miss BevlyT
We're going back to Washin ton'
THANK de Iawd. WhenT
Il don't know. I've just this instar
nadc up my mind. | think well stal
let's see this is the 9th OF Angus
isn't ~ Well. look and see III yo
don't know. stupid. The 10th! NJ
goodness. Where has the time gon
ANYWAY? WELL well start some tin
between the 11th and the l2th.
"Of dis mont. Miss Bev1yF
NO September. / want you
look M time table for me today "
must see about the trains.
"Dey's on'y one leayin' heah daily
hit goes at 6 in de mo'nin'. One ira
day. Ain dat scan'lousT
I'm sure, Aunt Fanny. 1t is the
business not Ours" said Beverly
verely.
"P'raps dey mought be runnin
exclusion roun' bout September, MI
Bevly," speculated Aunt Fanny CO
solngly. "Dey gently has 'em IN sc
tembeh"
Won oil goose" cried Beverly
spite Of herself.
Ain yo' habin' er good TIN
honey?"
NO. am not"
70 de Ian sake. All wouit
s'picioned hit To- minnit. HITS
Gayest place All mos even saw. I.
Washton an Lex'ton an Vicksbu g
We'll, you don't know everything
said Beverly Grossly Il wish yo'
take that red feather out OF my I
right away"
Shall All frow hit away NJ
Bevly?'
Well. no. You needn't DO ina
said Beverly Put it on my uress
table. I'll attend to it.
'Whas become o de gemman al
hit in de fist place? All ain seen
TO- two-thrce days"
I'm sure | don't know. He's pro
bly, aslee? That class OF people he
lose sieep over anything"
"'Es or pow'ful good lookin J.
son." suggested Aunt Fanny Beveri
eyes frightened.
"Oh, do you think so?" she said. ~
lndifferently. What are you 40
with that hat?"
"Takin' out de featheh-jes' as =
"well. leave it alone. Don't Ols'
my things, Aunt Fanny. How HI
times must | tell you