Lovey Mary by Alice Caldwell Hegan Rice
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was swinging violently on the gate.
"'T ain't no lady," said Europena. "It's my Sunday-school teacher." "Mrs. Redding?" "Uh-huh. She wants Asia to come over to her house this evenin'." "Wisht I could go," said Lovey Mary. "Why can't you?" asked Mrs. Wiggs, coming to the open door. "Asia would jes love to show Mrs. Reddin' how stylish you look in that red dress. I'll curl yer hair on the poker if you want me to." Any diversion from the routine of work was acceptable, so late that afternoon the two girls, arrayed in their best garments, started forth to call on the Reddings. "I wisht I had some gloves," said Lovey Mary, rubbing her blue fingers. "If I'd 'a' thought about it I'd 'a' made you some before we started. It don't take no time." Asia held out her hands, which were covered with warm red mitts. "I make 'em outen Billy's old socks after the feet's wore off." "I don't see how you know how to do so many things!" said Lovey Mary, admiringly. [Illustration: "Asia held out her hands, which were covered with warm |
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