"I guess I know all 'bout my hair and how red 't is. The boys ask me if
Pop painted it."
"Why do you strain it back so tight?"
"Keep it out o' my eyes."
"Nonsense; you needn't drag it out by the roots. Why do you tie the braids with strings?"
"'Cause they hold, an' I hain't got no ribbons."
"Why don't you buy some with the money you earn here?"
"Savin' up for the Fourth."
"Well, I have yards of old Christmas ribbons that I'll give you if you'll use them."
"All right."
"What do you scrub your face with, that makes those shiny knobs stick right out on your forehead and cheek bones?"