"O, but Daddy, you would have been if you had understood that he was the best friend you ever had. My mamma used to tell me how he came to die for us, and how we could not get to Heaven without him. I will tell you all about it, Daddy, shall I? I told Miss DeWolf, yesterday, and she looked real glad."
"Laws, Fanny, the Honey is high edicated and knows a heap more than we do."
"O, yes, of course, Daddy, but then she had never heard it just as mamma used to tell it; for you know mamma talked just as if she had lived in the same house with Him, and He had told her Himself all about the beautiful place for all those that He can take there."
"Well, He may take me," said Daddy.
"O, but you will have to ask him to take you, Daddy," said his little instructress, opening wide her eyes.
"'Tween you and me, there's the stick, Fanny, I really don't know how fur tu ask him."
"Why, Daddy, how would you ask him for bread if you were starving?"
"I calculate I'd beg mighty hard if I was in sich a tight place."
Fanny's eyes filled, and Daddy feeling rather uncomfortable, patted her cheek tenderly.
"You're a fust rate leetle gal, Fanny," he said, "and I'm kinder thinking I'll look into this ere matter by and by, when I get my lectur writ."