you CAN'T kill them. If she wasn't tough she
would have been killed long ago. There was
never one of my girls could do half the work."

"Did they ever try?" interposed her husband.
"I think she can do more than all of them
together."

"What a man!" said she, peevishly. "But I
want to know what is going to be done with her
about getting pious?"

"Let her do just as she has a mind to. If it
is a comfort to her, let her enjoy the privilege of
being good. I see no objection."

"I should think YOU were crazy, sure. Don't
you know that every night she will want to go
toting off to meeting? and Sundays, too? and
you know we have a great deal of company
Sundays, and she can't be spared."

"I thought you Christians held to going to
church," remarked Mr. B.

"Yes, but who ever thought of having a nig-
ger go, except to drive others there? Why,
according to you and James, we should very
soon have her in the parlor, as smart as our
own girls. It's of no use talking to you or