She wouldn't let a soul know she had a pain until she dropped over and couldn't take another step, and father or Laddie carried her to bed.
But she went everywhere, saw all her friends, and did more good from her bed than any other woman in our neighbourhood could on her feet.
So we thought mighty little of those Pryor people.
Every one said the girl was pretty.

Then her clothes drove the other women crazy.

Some of our neighbourhood came from far down east, like my mother.

Our people back a little were from over the sea, and they knew how things should be, to be right.

Many of the others were from Kentucky and Virginia, and they were well dressed, proud, handsome women; none better looking anywhere.