I'm goin' up to the store.

It's pretty nigh eight o'clock in the mornin' and that store ain't open yet." "Want to come along, Mary-'Gusta ?" asked Zoeth.

"She can come, can't she, Shad ?" "Yes, yes, course she can," more genially.

"Cal'late there's some of those sassafras--checkerberry lozengers left yet.

Come on, Mary-'Gusta, if you want to." But the child shook her head.