This little boy he ban so bad
That when gude Mister Santy come,
All he skall puts into his stocking
Ban yust one piece of shewing gum.
(Makes quick bow and hurries to seat.)
Rastus—Done served dat-dare boy jes’ right, aint it, teacher?
Teacher—Yes, indeed. You spoke very well, Ole. Next we shall have a song by the twins, Matildy and Florildy.
Matildy—Oh, I don’t want to sing—I’m scart.
Florildy—You come on, now. You know what maw told you—that she’d spank you if you didn’t sing nice after teacher had learned us so good.
Mrs. Hill—Come on, Matildy. I know that song’s goin’ to be jes’ splendid (the twins go to the front and are about to sing when Matildy begins to giggle. Florildy looks at her then she too giggles).