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«
No
,
I
ain
’
t
.
»
He
said
proudly
,
«
The
Committee
’
ll
call
on
you
purty
soon
an
’
fix
you
up
.
We
take
care
of
folks
that
jus
’
come
in
.
Now
,
if
you
want
a
ladies
’
toilet
,
you
jus
’
go
on
the
other
side
of
the
building
.
That
side
’
s
yourn
.
»
Ma
said
uneasily
,
«
Ya
say
a
ladies
’
committee
—
comin
’
to
my
tent
?
»
He
nodded
his
head
.
«
Purty
soon
,
I
guess
.
»
«
Thank
ya
,
"
said
Ma
.
She
hurried
out
,
and
half
ran
to
the
tent
.
«
Pa
,
"
she
called
.
«
John
,
git
up
!
You
,
Al
.
Git
up
an
’
git
washed
.
»
Startled
sleepy
eyes
looked
out
at
her
.
«
All
of
you
,
"
Ma
cried
.
«
You
git
up
an
’
git
your
face
washed
.
An
’
comb
your
hair
.
»
Uncle
John
looked
pale
and
sick
.
There
was
a
red
bruised
place
on
his
chin
.
Pa
demanded
,
«
What
’
s
the
matter
?
»
«
The
Committee
,
"
Ma
cried
.
«
They
’
s
a
committee
—
a
ladies
’
committee
a
-
comin
’
to
visit
.
Git
up
now
,
an
’
git
washed
.
An
’
while
we
was
a
-
sleepin
’
an
’
a
-
snorin
’
,
Tom
’
s
went
out
an
’
got
work
.
Git
up
,
now
.
»
They
came
sleepily
out
of
the
tent
.
Uncle
John
staggered
a
little
,
and
his
face
was
pained
.
