The Pickens sentinel. (Pickens, S.C.) 1911-2016, 1915-08-19

""ii' " get uS nOOKeQ up IN Sarah
James corset and you all time can't
get nobody loose. What you want to
get us hooked up In this thing for?''
You done 1t yo'self," defended the
boy in front with rising passion.
Squeeze in, Jimmy; we jes' boun to
git outer this fore somebody finds
ii out"
He backed the other child close to
the wall and pressed so hard against
MIN that Jimmy screamed aloud and
began TO pound him on the head with
his chubby fists.
Billy would not submit tamely to
any such treatment. He reached his
hand behind him and gave the
smaller boys cheek merciless pinch.
The fight was on. The two little boys,
laced up tightly as they were in a
stout pair Of stays, pinched and
scratched, and kicked and Jerked.
Suddenly Billy, leaning heavily against
Jimmy, threw him fiat on his back
snd fell on top Of him.
Bennie Dick, sitting on the floor,
Esd up to this time watched the pro-
seedlings with an interested eye: now.
,Aiuking murder was being commit.
sd. he opened his big, red mouth and
united howl that could be heard
80 a mile. 1t Immediately brought
- mother to the open door. When
she saw the children squirming on
lie floor in her only corset, her indig-
nation knew no bounds.
You, Jimmy Garner, an you. too,
William Hill, yuh little imps O. Satan.
/ what you doin' In my house? Didn't
! 20 nanny tell YOU not to tamper
I w!d ME no mo-? Git up an come here
an lemme git my coset off O. yuh."
AngTy IS she was. she could not
1 Keep from laughing at the sight they
( presented, as. with no gentle hand,
( she unciasped the hooks and released
their imprisoned bodies.
| "Billy al time" began Jimmy.
Billy al time nothin'," said Sarah
Jane faint no use TO to try to lay
ols-aere coset business onto Billy;
ooih o yuh is ekally in it, An me
a-Anin TO TO go TO three fun'els dis
Week an baptizin on Sunday.
pose y all d bruck one o de splints,
how'd look a-pregidin' at tun'el
thout mare co'set on, an me shape
Ike VITA: is?"
'Whos dead, Sarah Ja1e?" asked
Jimmy, hoping 70 stem the torrent Of
Le' w~a,A
"s.s Mary Ellen's las husban'
brudder Little!oh1-dat a-who," she
'eIlied, somewhat Modified at his In.
teres-
"N'hen did he dc ?"- Jimmy pursued
his advantage
He 20, way torn here bout moon.
Gown las night" she replied, losing
s!Gt. q! her grievance in his fatter.
!h2 lhteiTogation6. You know Sis
LltNelohn, She been ma rricd goin' on
hTG times. Disherc II make TO- gen.
/ '.GManE She done buriet an dcy amt
nobody can manage funcl Ike she
I'm; pears Ike hit les come natchel
70 her She sho' ia done good part
~ eb'ry single hugban' too, an she
! = hEgcrin' 70 outdo all the yuthcrs
va Eruddcr Littlciohn'g co'pge."
/ SARAH Jane almost forgot her little au.
I dicncc In her intense ABSORPTION Of
hcr subject. "Shs say TO me dis morn.
I IN, che say, 'Marrl'gc am Il lott'ry, Slg
EcddinhcP. but ] gio' ig drawed some
hansonc DrizcB' She got 'crn All
laid out side by side In de buryin
Krouh' "id or llltlc imigc on cbry
grabc; an Sis Mary Ellen, gcc!n' as
| enc can't read de Writin' on de tomb.
stones, she got diff'unt little animal
a'hct,ih on cb'ry head res go'g she
Kin tell which husban' am which.
Her fus huaban' were all time a.h,Int.
IN, 10 she got little white marble
fridge "a n l,., I,
am mighty consolcmcnt to n no.
"lhoa oman TO to know dat she can
tel dc very minute her eyes light on
cr grade which husban' hit am. Her
sccoh man he got or mighty kInky.
woolly head an he mighty meek, 30
shc got little white lamb a.scttIn' on
he grade; an de mex husban' no
did MT have nothln' much TO- to dis.
gueese him f'om de res cepIn' he 80
STOW an she might nigh rack hor brain
off. twcll she happen to think bout
him bein' Hardshcll Baptis' nm 40
powerful slow. so she jest got n little
larrapin an sot 1t on him. HIT sho'
am pretty sight jcs' to 70 In dat
buryln groun' an look at 'em all aldo
Dy side; an now sho got Brudder Iit.
ieJohn to add to dc res. Hc do onII.
est one what's got or patch O. whis.
/ kers so she gwine to put little white
Q cat on he grade. Yes, Lord, Of any
y think could pearten' widda oman
MT would bo jes' to know dat yul
q could go to dc grabeyard any time yul
want to an look at dat han'som,
objection an tell zactly which an
a. which,"
~ sarah Jano stopped for breath ant
u billy hastened to inquire:
~ Who else Is dead, Sarah Jane2"
Tain't nobody else dead, yit ma
10 knows on, but my two cousins ia ~,