| Toni himself, an old, old man was pleased with the fuss they made over him. Sometimes he would joke with them when he met them at church. "Well, well, old 'uns. I'm here yet. Ha! Ha! I'll outlive both you girls. Just wait me, I show you!" Sometimes when the weather was fine, and the sun not too hot or too bright, old Henriette would take her stick and hobble down to Josephine's house to talk of old times. What grand living and dying there used to be, back in steamboat days! It was like remembering a wedding festival or a Mardi Gras to look back to the yellow-fever scare of 1890. A funeral every day, and sometimes two. She and Josephine had had their hands full. Shucks! The land was too healthy now, what with draining the swamps and such. The people were getting too uppity, outwitting death like that. Good thing after all that the automobiles bumped some of them off, else they would never quit the earth. Sometimes, Henriette and Josephine would make wild little jokes, slapping at the flies with their untiring fans. "I seen Toni Last week, at the church. He's looking weak. Mai non!" And both would laugh. "He ain't here too long." |
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