Me do have party,
too. (She comes to the box, laying her half-eaten corn pone with the
rest). I dot 'lasses on mine.
[Charlotte sits watching them. She smiles as the little child
joins them.
A Girl. We must ask the blessin'. Mamma says we must.
The Baby. Me say blessin'. Me knows how.
[All the children bow their heads around the box. The baby stands
with eyes tight closed.
Dood Lord, we thank Thee. A--amen.
[The children raise their heads and begin to eat very fast.
A Boy. My, it's good!
Char. (coming over to where they are). Aren't you getting cold?
A Boy. No, no; not a bit; and besides, we want to skip stones.
The Baby. Me skip stones, too.
[At the suggestion, they all jump up from the box, still eating,
and run to the back of scene.
A Boy. Bet I can throw across the river.
Another Boy. Bet you can't.
[They both try.
The Boy. I did. See where it hit!
The Younger Boy. Well, I most did.
Baby Girl (tries to throw). Me throw.
Char. Come, children, we must go back now.
Boy. Just a little minute more.
[They throw again.
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