The Donaldsonville chief., 1912-04-27

SD Yuther to git whipped nfty huM{
derd times n to halter go to bed inl
the daytime with Aunt Minerva look
in at You. An her specs can see
right th'oo you plumb to the bone.
Nav. I can't come over there cause
she made me promise not to. / amt
never go back on my word yit."
~ hope mama won't never ask me
to promise her nothing tall, cause
I'm mighty curious bout forgetting.
| spec I'm the most forgettingest little
boy they is. But I'm SO glad I'm SO
good. l amt never going to be bad
no more; so you might just as well
quit begging me to come over and
swing, you needn't ask me no more
'tain't no use tall"
Il amt a-begging you." cried Billy
contemptuously you can set On yo'
mammy's grass where you is, an be
good from now tell Judgement Day an
| t won't make no change in my busi-
| ness"
! meanness, cause I'm so good" con.
tinued the reformed one, after short
silence during which he had seen
Sarah Jane turn her back to him,
''but | don't b'1ieye it'll be no harm
! JUS to come over and set In the swing
with you; maybe l can ,'fuence you
to be good like me and keep you frosn
| 'ticing little boys into mischief.
think III just come over and set a
| while and help ycu to be good" and
| he started to the fence. Sarah Jane
turned around in time to frustrate his
plans.
you git right back, Jimmy" she
yelled, you git erWay f'om datar
fence an quit confabbin' wild dat-ar
Willyum. Fixin' to make some mo-
Injuns out O. yo-selfs, amt yeh, or
some yuther kin O. skeercrows?"
Billy strolled to the other side Of
the big yard and climbed up and got
on the tall gate post. A stranger.
coming from the opposite direction,
stopped and spoke to him.
Does Mr. John Smith live here? -
he asked.
Nav, sir" was the reply; don't no
Mr. tall live here; jest me an Aunt
Minerva, an she turns up her nose
at anything that wears pants
"And where could find your Aunt
Minerva?" the strangers grin was in.
gratiating and agreeable.
why, this here's Monda.," the lit.
tie boy exclaimed. "Of cou1ss she's
at the Aid; all the 'omans roun here
goes to the Aid on Monday"
/ Your aunt is an old friend OF
mine," went on the man. "and | knew
she was at the Aid. l just wanted to
find out if you'd tell the truth about
her. Some little boys tell stories. but
/ am glad to find out you are so truth.
full. My name is Mr.. A1gernon Jones
and I'm glad to know you. ShakeI
Put it there, partner and the fasci,
1bnating stranger held out grimy paw
Billy smiled down from his perch
at him and thought he had never met
such a pleasant man. If he was such
an old friend of mis- aunt's maybe she
would not object tn him because he
wore pants, he thought. Maybe she
might be persuaded to take Mr.. Jones
for a husband. Billy almost hoped
that she would hurry home from the
1 Aid, he wanted to see the two togeth;
er SO.
is you much of a cusser?' he asked
so1emnly, cause if you is you'll
halter cut it out on these premises
Mr.. Jones seemed much surprised
and hurt at the question.
1 "An oath never passed these lips
replied the truthful gentleman.
Can you churn?"
"Churn-churn?" with q reminis
cent smile, Il can churn like q
top
Jimmy was dying of curiosity, bul
the gate was too far away for him tc
do more than catch word now and
then. 1t was also out Of Sarah James
visual line, SO she knew nothing oi
the strangers advent.
And you're here all by yourself?'
insinuated Billy's new friend. "And
the folks next door where ara they?'
Mrs. Gamers at the Aid, an Mr.
Gamers gone 20 Memphis. That d