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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1918 edition. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER VI SIGNALS OF DISTRESS THINK you are a splendid preacher, Wilkes Booth Lincoln; I don't see how you ever thought of all those things to said Lina, when the ceremony had been concluded. "I jes' copycatted Brer Jackson. Dem's de words he used whin my maw ma'id de sojer man what had a wedded wife already." "It's getting mighty dark," cried Frances. "I'm 'fraid my mama'll be worried to death about me. Let's hurry home!" "Gee, I'm glad the Major is come to live to our house," was Billy's gleeful comment. "Aunt Minerva done change her min' 'bout puttin' me to bed all time when I slips up an' fergits to do right." The girls gathered up their dolls, placed them back in the buggies, but kept on their wedding finery in their haste to get home. "Locked!" exclaimed Billy, trying to open the heavy church door. "Foolishness! You all time try in' to make out little chilluns is locked up in churches. Lemme try! You ain't got no strength in yo' skinny arms." Jimmy pushed, pounded and kicked vigorously, but only bruised his shins. There was no budging the door. "When Miss Cecilia said she'd 'ten' to everything I reckon she meant she would lock the do'," said Billy. "Le's clam out de winders," suggested Wilkes Booth Lincoln. But no matter how much they tugged they could not raise the heavy windows. "I don't believe they ever open windows in church, anyhow," announced Lina. "My father says that is why there is such an odor of sanctity here on Sunday." "I reckon our folks is 'bout scared to death about us by now," whimpered Frances. "Do you think they will know enough to come hunt us here." "I wisht they had tol' us not to come here, then they'd know we had come," sighed Jimmy. "Let's all scream together, this-away," showing them how. "I can't scream...