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Afore the kid come, me and Marthy used to sit up nights tellin' each other how much we'd like it if she turned out to be a boy. I said everything that I knowed that was nice about boys, and drawed on my imagination for what I didn't know, and Marthy spoke the same; so I convinced Marthy, thorough, that I would be terrible disappointed if it wasn't a boy, and she didn't leave me no doubts about her hankerin' for a baby of the male sect.
Course we was both tryin' to square ourselves in case it "should" be a boy. Come to find out, we was both of us tickled to death that it was a girl.