I'd rather die young or be hanged, any day, than to m-marry Sid Gray." Aunt Melvy followed them to the door, shaking her head.

"I'se gwine make you chillun some good-luck bags.

De fust time de new moon holds water I'se sholy gwine fix 'em.

'T ain't safe not to mind de signs; 't ain't safe." And with muttered warnings she watched them until they were lost to view behind the hill..