"I've skipped as much as five hundred when I was twelve, but I wasn't as fat then as I am now, an' I was in practice." Mary got up from her chair beginning to feel excited herself.
"It looks nice," she said.

"Your mother is a kind woman.

Do you think I could ever skip like that ?" "You just try it," urged Martha, handing her the skipping-rope.

"You can't skip a hundred at first, but if you practice you'll mount up.
That's what mother said.

She says, 'Nothin' will do her more good than skippin' rope.