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Smith, Jewell Ellen, 1915-1998

"Great Jehoshaphat and Gully Dirt"


She started screaming. I hid behind a tub.
"I'll learn you! I'll learn you! Cuss your black hide,
young'un, I's gwine to break you from this snuff-stealin' and
dippin'."
Shoogie wasn't listening. She was shrieking and kicking as if
her grandma were tearing her apart, and Huldie still hadn't hit
her the first lick. The next second, though, she bent Shoogie
over her knees, yanked up her dress tail, and started giving her
pink bloomers and her bottom one hard "whap, whap, whap" right
after another!
"What's going on out here?"
Mama had come flying out the kitchen door!
"Is somebody hurt? Bandershanks, where're you at? Huldie,
what's wrong?"
Huldie slacked up on beating Shoogie, but Shoogie didn't
slack up on bawling. She got louder and louder!
"Miss, these chillens done stole my snuff!"
"Stole your snuff? I declare to my soul! Bandershanks, come
here!"
"Yes'm. They both been dippin' hit up! See all on their
faces? This Shoogie brat, she so black snuff don't show on her'n,
but just look 'round that baby's mouth!" Huldie pointed at me and
began spanking on Shoogie again.


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