Takes him ebber so long jes' to say good-mornin'.

An' he doesn't say it like he use ter.

I wish you'd jes' take a good look at 'im." Mrs.Kinzer promised, and she gave her black friend what comfort she could; but Dick Lee's tongue would never again be the free-and-easy member of society it had been.

Even when at home, and about his commonest "chores," he was all the while struggling with what he called his "pronounciation." If he should succeed as well with the rest of his "schooling," it was safe to say that it would not be thrown away upon him.
Glorianna went her way that morning; and the next to intrude upon Mrs.
Kinzer's special domain was her son-in-law himself, accompanied by his blooming bride.
"We've got a plan." "You?
Apian?
What about ?" "Dab and his friends." That was the beginning of a tolerably long consultation, and the results of it were duly reported to Dabney when he came home with his fish.
"A party ?" he exclaimed, when his mother finished her brief but comprehensive statement: "Ham and Miranda to give a party for us boys?
Well, now, if they're not right down good! But, mother, we'll have to get it up mighty quick." "I know it, Dab; but that's easy enough, with all the help we have.

I'll take care of that." "A party! but, mother, what can we do?
There's only a few of 'em know how to dance.