MRS. SKAGGS—Lan’ sakes, teacher, what’s the matter with ’im? Billy, is
your stummick botherin’ you?
BILLY—I—I want to set longside o’ maw.
MRS. SKAGGS—Now, Billy, you set right where you be an’ stop your
fussin’.
BILLY (_boo-hooing out loud_)—I—want—to set—by—maw.
MRS. SKAGGS—Wal, lan’ sakes, teacher, I spose he’ll cry himself sick ef
he can’t set by me. Can he come set here? He’s an awful hand fer his
maw, Billy is (_the children giggle_).
TEACHER (_taking Billy by hand and leading him_)—Yes, he may sit up
here (_she fixes a chair beside his mother for Billy_). Now, children
dear, we will sing our nice welcome song (_she beats time with long
ruler, Mr. Judd beats time with his hand and keeps time with his head;
the two visitors beat time with foot. The children sing with a great
deal of spirit_).