question," she began.

"Don't let any little folly or pride stand between us," he broke in,
drawing her to him.

She gave up the struggle, and her head dropped upon his shoulder for
a moment. Then she lifted her eyes, shining with tears to his face,
and said, "Bartley, it wasn't my pride, it was Mammy Peggy's."

He cut off further remarks.

When he was gone, and mammy came in after a while, Mima ran to her
crying,

"Oh, mammy, mammy, you bad, stupid, dear old goose!" and she buried
her head in the old woman's lap.

"Oomph," grunted mammy, "I said de right kin' o' pride allus pays. But
de wrong kin'--oomph, well, you'd bettah look out!"




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Part I


There was joy in the bosom of Ben Raymond. He sang as he hoed in the