known to every darky. For instance, "he didn't 'low no singin' uv
week-er-day chunes uv er Sunday," nor "no singin' uv reel chunes"
(dance music) at any time; nor did he "'low no sassin' of ole
pussons."

The "chu'ch membahs" had their little differences of opinion. Of
course they might differ on such minor points as "immersion" and
"sprinklin'," "open" or "close" communion; but when it came to such
grave matters as "singin' uv reel chunes," or "sassin' uv ole
pussons," Baptists and Methodists met on common ground, and stood
firm.

Nor did our Mammies and Aunties neglect our manners. To say "yes" or
"no" to any person, white or black, older than ourselves was
considered very rude; it must always be "yes, mam," "no, mam"; "yes,
sir," "no, sir"; and those expressions are still, and I hope ever will
be, characteristic of Southerners.

The child-life that I have portrayed is over now; for no hireling can
ever be to the children what their Mammies were, and the strong tie
between the negroes and "marster's chil'en" is broken forever.

So, hoping that my book (which claims no literary merit) will serve to
amuse the little folks, and give them an insight into a childhood
peculiar to the South in her palmy days, without further preface I
send out my volume of Plantation Child-life.

LOUISE-CLARKE PYRNELLE.

COLUMBUS, GA.