JIMSELLA
was lying on the bed trying to kick free of the coils which swaddled her.
At supper-time that evening Jim came in with a piece of "shoulder-meat" and a head of cabbage.
"You 'll have to git my dinnah ready fu' me to ca'y to-morrer. I 's wo'kin' on de street, an' I cain't come home twell night."
"Wha', what!" exclaimed Mandy, "den you ain' gwine leave, aftah all."
"Don't bothah me, ooman," said Jim. "Is Jimsella 'sleep?"
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