"But we don't want Lilly to cry any more," urged Mary Van. "She washin' her eyes in cole water now, 'caze An' Polly knockin' at de do'. An' Polly see de cur'us doin's at de sociable las' night, an' she can' wait ter eat her brekfus' 'fo' she go up ter Lilly's house. Whin An' Polly see po' Lilly's sweet lit'le face all swool up, de Lawd tu'n her h'art ter goodnes' an' she kiss Lilly an' say, 'I wants yer ter go out ter de Water Falls, an' hope er po' lit'le bird Doct'r Peck'rwood say some bad boy hit wid er rock.' "Lilly she tie her bonnet on, an' fly out ter de Falls 'fo' yer knows hit. Den An' Polly she come on ter Tishy Peafowels an' ax Tishy, 'Whut in de name er de Lawd ail Lilly Dove an' John Mockin'bird?' "Tish thow her head back an' laf one dese mean sorter lafs an' say: 'I done hit, I wus jes' ti'ed uv ev'ybody runnin' atter dat mealy mouf Lilly Dove, an' I jes' 'termine ter part her an' John--'caze John orter be my beau, ennyhow.' "An' Polly mos' fall out'n de tree whin Tishy say dat. Yas, suh, she jes' fly up ter John's quick es she kin. John, he walkin' up an' down wid his han's und'r his coat tails, mumblin' an' grumblin' ter hisse'f, an' hit wus right smart time 'fo' he see An' Polly settin' dar. "An' Polly, she say: 'John Mockin'bird, Tishy Peafowel done tole me dat low down sto'y she tole you 'ginst Lilly Dove.' "John, he look at An' Polly like he can't make out whut she say. "An' Polly say, 'Hit's de trufe,--Tishy make up ev'r wurd she tell you, an' po' lit'le Lilly bin cryin' her eyes out all night.' "John bus' out moanin', 'Whut mus' I do?' "She tell 'im: 'Lilly out at de Water Falls now.' "But John he feerd ter go whar Lilly at. So An' Polly, she fly wid him tell dey sights de Falls, den she lef' 'im. John, he fly er lit'le, an' hop er lit'le tell he git clost nuf ter see Lilly wrop'n up de po' lit'le bird's leg, an' cooin' so sof' ter hit--den John, he fly on de tree, an' cry out er chune ter Lilly dat mos' broke her h'art,--he sing: "'I ain' good nuf fur Lilly Dove, But she de onlies' one I love.' "Lilly she stoop low ov'r de lit'le bird so John can't see whar she cryin' at. An' John he fly down an' tell her he gwine jump in de Falls ef she 'fuse ter keep comp'ny wid him--but Lawd, whin he git clost ernuf ter see dem tears er Lilly's, he th'ows his arms 'roun' her an'--but you all chillun ain' got no biznes' knowin' no mo' en dat." "Please, Mammy, tell us if John jumped in the falls," sympathetically begged Willis, eager to lose none of the details. Phyllis chuckled, "No, my Lawd, dey got marr'ed instid, an' went ter housekeepin' in dat tall pine stump ov'r yond'r on Tinker Knob." XIII MISTER GRAB-ALL SPIDER "What made that old hornet sting me for, Mammy Phyllis?" demanded Mary Van, regarding tearfully her little red swelling hand. "'Caze, honey," replied Phyllis, seating herself in a chair beside the hammock, "he thought you had done jine Cap'n Yall'r Jackit's army ter fight 'ginst him."