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Smith, Jewell Ellen, 1915-1998

"Great Jehoshaphat and Gully Dirt"


Bess was fixing the tray to send out to Grandma, and Gertie had
started dishing up some things in saucers for her young'uns.
"Bandershanks, you go with me into the fireplace room and eat
with Farris and little Cleburne at Mierd's and Wiley's study
table."
I couldn't do that! Gertie hadn't noticed that I was too big
to eat with little kids!
"See, Gertie. I'm big! I don't wanta be with them babies! And
I just ain't!"
She didn't answer me.
"Soon's I eat 'nough 'taters, I'm gonna get real, real big.
And my legs will get long and fat! And y'all won't call me
Bandershanks no more! And I can go to school!"
"Bandershanks, I don't know when Mama and Papa are gonna
start you to school, but you're big, all right! You're just about
too big for your britches, I think!"
I lifted up the bottom of my dress and looked at my bloomers.
They weren't too tight!
During supper Walker and Clyde asked questions and questions.
Clyde said he'd like to know everything that had happened in
Drake Eye Springs while he was off in the army.


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