She felt it a great honor to be remembered by the bride, and thanked again, after all these years, for her parting gift.

She gave a little giggle when Lloyd came up, and said, with a coy self-conscious air that was extremely amusing to the Northern man, who had never met this type of the race before, "I'se a maid of honah, too, Miss Lloyd." "You are!" was the surprised answer.

"How does that happen ?" "Mammy's gwine to git married agin, to Mistah Robinson, and she says nobody has a bettah right than me to be maid of honah to her own ma's weddin'.

So that's how come she toted us all along to you-all's weddin', so that Sweety and Ca'line and the boys could learn how to act at her and Mistah Robinson's." "When is it to be ?" inquired Lloyd.
"To-morrow night.

Mammy's done give her fish-fry and ice-cream festible, and she cleahed enough to pay the weddin' expenses.