MATERNAL AUTHORITY.
Avery tall, sallow, raw-boned youth of about twenty years shot swiftly out of an Arkansas rural abode of slabs and sod and raced madly towards tbe thiok timber across the road, when a little, snuff-dipping elderly woman in a gown made of about four and a half yards ot orange yellow and green "kaliker" oame to the door and, shaking a hiokory rod towards the retreating figure, called out—" You'd better run; Jabe Spenoe, but I ain't goin' to run arter ye! But yer time o* reck'in' will come jist the same. You wait ontil you come home ter night an' go to bed, an' if I don't give you one larrupin' 1 ain't yer ma. I'll learn ye how to talk saasy to me ah' say you'll git merried whensoever you please. Lawdy, boy, I didn't born ye into the world ter hevye up an' merry 'fore you've paid fer yer raisin', You'll ketch it later on, see if you don't ! "
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Star (Christchurch), Issue 4715, 5 August 1893, Page 3
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164MATERNAL AUTHORITY. Star (Christchurch), Issue 4715, 5 August 1893, Page 3
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