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Show Mors Like Him. "Vo a.t me 'hoot Mia Johiislng an' her hiishau' laa week, Mlsa liu," said Matilda, looking up from her honing "All ..ll .Mia .loliualllg on de SI reel laa' ti is: lit an' she says dey gone to hoa'ilur. Iler husl.an been out o' wok To' de Ins' slv. nionla an' dey cuin 'ford to keep house no mo', h I Ink It mighty fimllsh 'cos dey's aio'lu ilere fu'tiliuie nn It cos'ca dent lift i" cents a mon't In keep It In de atn' hoii.'c. an' ef dey don' pay It ehe'y iimiit' do money keep a Krowln' nn' a grow in' an'a burowln' Into di-re hank 'count. J,-a" like a ealln' iiincer. Ah tol' .Mis Johti.ltig ilat. an Ah any w'y ton' ahe put licr husban' to wo k. He rn.1,1 able body hum I tit. Ii ile reins to de in ill..' Ah sav, nn' ihui' yo' wo'h vo' rtui;ci- nails In do quick fo' d.it iilr.Kah.' itiit lie say ho can' fin' nu wok be like, dough he out all day n n soinei'iu'a till IJ o'clock al night a lookln . Ah reckon he don' like no wok he can tin, dai s w ut's de mnl tali." |