K-k-k-k-k-kawse K-k-k-k-k-k-kris’mus time is here.
(Bows and takes seat.)
Mrs. Skaggs—I think he done that real fine.
Mr. Judd—Very good, very good!
Teacher—Now, Billy will speak his piece (Billy shakes head).
Mrs. Skaggs—Now Billy, you go speak like a good boy.
Billy—I—don’t wan’—to (hangs to his mother’s skirt).
Mrs. Skaggs—Now, don’t you be naughty. You go speak your piece so Santy Claus will bring you a nice present.
Billy—No, no, NO!
Mrs. Skaggs—Come now, maw will take you over (she takes him by the hand, pulls him to the front to speak, fixes his tie, smoothes his hair and goes back to her seat). Now speak, Billy.