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Smith, Jewell Ellen, 1915-1998

"Great Jehoshaphat and Gully Dirt"

Then Little Stray and Ned.
"Shoogie! You look funny!"
"I's sho' 'nuff bad sick this time, Bandershanks. Grandpa
Idd, he takin' me up to the doctor's house, soon's we warms our
feets."
"Doctor Elton ain't- He just- Doctor Elton went to get-To get
you, Ned! You gotta ride far away on Mister Ward's automobile!"
"Baby, what's you talkin' 'bout?"
"You! You better go far off!"
Ned kept standing in the doorway, looking down at me. I
talked as fast as I could, telling him he'd better hide, but I
couldn't make him get scared! He was carrying a big wooden crate
on his shoulder, and he didn't even put that down.
"Baby, where's Mister Jodie at? I got him the puppies here."
"Puppies? Papa! Com'ere! Ned's got us some puppies!" Lemme
see, Ned! Open the box! Lemme see them!"
"Ned! My Lord! What're you doing here?"
I didn't know Papa could walk so fast! He was at the front of the
store before Ned could set the puppy box down.
"Mister Jodie, I done fotched you them two puppies what I
promised you!" Ned lifted the lid.


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