"Ain't it funny how soon
sundown gets heah when yo' havin' a good time, and how long it is
a-comin' when yo' isn't!"
A dusky little figure rose up out of the weeds ahead of them. "Land
sakes! Ivy Hickman!" exclaimed John Jay, dropping his snake in surprise.
"How did you get heah?"
Ivy stuck her thumb in her mouth without answering. He took her by the
shoulder, about to shake a reply from her, when Bud exclaimed, in a
frightened voice, "Law, I see Mammy comin'. Look! There she is now, in
front of Uncle Billy's house!"
Throwing away his club, and catching Ivy up in his short arms, John Jay
staggered up the path leading to the back of the house as fast as such a
heavy load would allow, leaving Brer Tarrypin far in the rear. Just as
he sank down at the back door, all out of breath, old Sheba reached the
front one.
"John Jay," she called, "what you doing', chile?"
"Heah I is, Mammy," he answered. "I'se jus' takin' keer o' the chillun!"
"That's right, honey, I've got somethin' mighty good in my basket fo' we
all's suppah.
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