Archie B. replied by kicking him in the ribs until he ceased crying.
“Say yo' prayers now and go to sleep. I'll kick you m'se'f, but I'll lick anybody else that does it.”
As Ozzie B. dozed off he heard:
“Venture pee-wee under the bridge—bam—bam—bam. Oh, Lord, you who made the tar'nal fools of this world, have mussy on 'em!”
CHAPTER VI
THE FLINT AND THE COAL
Love is love and there is nothing in all the world like it. Its romance comes but once, and it is the perfume that precedes the ripened fruit of all after life. It is not amenable to any of the laws of reason; nor subject to any law of logic; nor can it be explained by the analogy of anything in heaven or earth. Do not, therefore, try to reason about it. Only love once—and in youth—and be forever silent.