“No, gran’son, I aim to bring Jakey down to the boots.”
In the Ledbetter home that afternoon Carolina dropped the broom as two little boys came frolicking about her, and capturing the larger one, she squeezed him rapturously!
“If you ever get out of this house at night again, Grover Cleveland,” she said, “you’ll be smarter than I am; that’s what.”
IV
OLD-TIME RELIGION
Autumn in the Southern Appalachians.
The little boy sat on the prize pumpkin that his grandfather had put in front of the house to challenge the comment of passers-by. He was chewing sorghum-cane and singing in snatches:
“Give me that old-time aligion,
Give me that old-time aligion,
It is good enough for me.
It was good for Paul and Silas,