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"But can I truly have a new frock, Mammy, and new shoes--and is it really Christmas?"
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“What’s wrong Mammy?” she asked her
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“How are you Mammy?” she said as she gave her a gentle hug
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“I know that Mammy” Bridget said almost in a whisper
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He told the children one by one to be good for their Mammy while he was away
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“Are we going to live in England Mammy?” Sarah asked her
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He had always and still called her Mammy
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He knew that people used to look at him when he addressed his mother as Mammy
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“That’s where my father’s pappy and mammy are buried,” she acknowledged sadly
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My father was just a little boy, when he was captured with his pappy and mammy
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“He’s here, mammy, he’s here
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And Mammy and Noah
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That’s what happened to Mammy
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'Surely your mammy told you that?'
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a package deal with her mammy
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the kitchen with her mammy and never let’s her prob-
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The child suddenly becoming animated, chattered away in her baby language, something about "mammy" and that "mammy would beat her," and about some cup that she had "bwoken
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Must you go? Off to mammy
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Your mammy and I were perfectly happy before you started telling her she wasn’t
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and with a middle-aged husband, Mammy, and twenty “house niggers” journeyed So, Ellen, no longer Robillard, turned her back on Savannah, never to see it again,
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Ellen, by soft-voiced admonition, and Mammy, by constant carping, labored to inculcate in her the qualities that would make her truly desirable as a wife
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She had the easily stirred passions of At sixteen, thanks to Mammy and Ellen, she looked sweet, charming and giddy, but her Irish father and nothing except the thinnest veneer of her mother’s unselfish and forbearing nature
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But Mammy was under no illusions about her and was constantly alert for breaks in
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Mammy’s eyes were sharper than Ellen’s, and Scarlett could never recall in all her life having fooled Mammy for long
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and walked with a dignity that surpassed even Mammy’s, for Mammy had acquired her dignity and Dilcey’s was in her blood
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“She a good mammy, but you a young lady now and needs a good maid, and my Prissy “Mammy getting ole,” said Dilcey, with a calmness that would have enraged Mammy
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ignored all things contrary to her ideas of propriety and tried to teach Scarlett to do the Ellen had stepped to the mantel to take her rosary beads from the small inlaid casket in which they always reposed when Mammy spoke up with firmness
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Mammy had her own method of letting her owners know white folks to pay the slightest attention to what a darky said when she was just exactly where she stood on all matters
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Ellen had a beautiful peacock-feather fly-brusher, but it was used only on conviction of Pork, Cookie and Mammy that peacock feathers were bad luck
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golden-topped biscuits, breast of fried chicken and a yellow yam open and steaming, While Gerald launched forth on his news, Mammy set the plates before her mistress, with melted butter dripping from it
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Mammy pinched small Jack, and he hastened to his business of slowly swishing the paper ribbons back and forth behind Ellen
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Mammy though she intended to force the food down Ellen’s throat should she see signs of stood beside the table, watching every forkful that traveled from plate to mouth, as flagging
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emotion in her voice that caused Mammy to open her eyes and shoot a searching
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The green muslin measured seventeen inches about the waist, and Mammy had laced her for the
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Mammy would have to lace her tighter
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Instantly Mammy was in arms
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Mammy pulled and jerked vigorously and, as the tiny circumference of whalebone- girdled waist grew smaller, a proud, fond look came into her eyes
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Perhaps there was something to what Mammy said
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As the carriage bore her down the red road toward the Wilkes plantation, Scarlett had a feeling of guilty pleasure that neither her mother nor Mammy was with the party
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With her four daughters, their mammy room for the coachman
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She felt little affection for the child, bore him with little distress and recovered so quickly that Mammy told her privately it hide the fact though she might
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It was this refusal of food that worried Ellen and Mammy more than anything else
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Mammy brought up tempting trays, insinuating that now she was a widow she might eat as much as she pleased, but Scarlett had no appetite
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So Scarlett’s trunk was packed again with her mourning clothes and off she went to Atlanta with Wade Hampton and his nurse Prissy, a headful of admonitions as to her conduct from Ellen and Mammy and a hundred dollars in Confederate bills from Gerald
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Scarlett longed for the fat old arms of Mammy
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Mammy had only to lay hands on a child and it hushed crying
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But Mammy was at Tara and there was nothing Scarlett could do
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among rolling red hills, something raw and crude that appealed to the rawness and There was something exciting about this town with its narrow muddy streets, lying crudeness underlying the fine veneer that Ellen and Mammy had given her
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She missed the sounds of quarreling voices that were always heard at Tara when Ellen’s back was turned, Mammy quarreling with Pork, Rosa and Teena bickering, her own acrimonious arguments with Suellen, Gerald’s bawling threats
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In fact, Mammy had spent her and white, and the neighbors idolized him and there was a never-ceasing rivalry as to whose lap he should occupy
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When she considered her training at the hands of Ellen and Mammy, she knew it rules to be followed, and if you followed them success crowned your efforts
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(Ellen and Mammy had not cur and forgive him so sweetly that he would hang around trying to kiss you a second taught her that but she learned it was effective
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Sugar always caught more flies than vinegar, as Mammy often said, and she was going to catch and subdue this fly, so he could never again have her at his mercy
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Fanny Elsing and the Bonnell girls, roused early from slumber, were yawning on the back seat and the Elsings’ mammy sat grumpily on the box, a basket of freshly laundered bandages on her lap
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Curses came home to roost, Mammy said
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Jouncing on the back seat of the carriage was her black mammy, Melissy, clutching a attempted to hold the boxes and bags piled all about her
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She tried to think of all the things Mammy and Ellen had done for her when Wade was She did recall a few things and she spoke to Prissy rapidly, authority in her voice
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” “Dey’s me, Miss Scarlett, an’ Mammy
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Soon Mammy would be with her-Ellen’s Mammy, her Mammy
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Then Mammy was in the room, Mammy with shoulders dragged down by two heavy wooden buckets, her kind black face sad with the uncomprehending sadness of a monkey’s face
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Poor Mammy, still the martinet about such unimportant things even though war and death had just passed over her head! In another moment she would be saying that young Misses with blistered hands and freckles most generally didn’t never catch husbands and Scarlett forestalled the remark
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Mammy stood as though turned to stone glaring at Dilcey but Scarlett dropped her head into her hands
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” She raised an aching head, looked at him with startled incredulity and met the pleading eyes of Mammy, who stood behind Gerald’s chair
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She started to speak, but Mammy shook her head vehemently and raising her apron dabbed at her red eyes
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For the appetite Mammy had always
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Melanie bit her lip and tears came to her eyes, and Mammy standing in the hall, a witness to the scene, scowled and
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Sometimes when her curt orders made Pork stick out his under lip and Mammy mutter: “Some folks rides mighty high dese days,” she wondered where her good manners had gone
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Pork, Mammy and Prissy set up outcries at the idea of working in the fields
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Mammy, in particular, declared vehemently that she had never even been a yard been raised in Ole Miss’ bedroom, sleeping on a pallet at the foot of the bed
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On a noonday in mid-November, they all sat grouped about the dinner table, eating the last of the dessert concocted by Mammy from corn meal and dried huckleberries, sweetened with sorghum
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The troop had added their ration of parched corn and side meat to the supper of dried peas, stewed dried apples and peanuts which Mammy set before them and they
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One and all, Mammy dosed them, never waiting to ask foolish questions about the state of their organs and, one and all, they drank her doses meekly and with wry faces, black hands holding medicine spoons
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In the matter of “comp’ny” Mammy was equally adamant
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Mammy replied that the girls would be a sight more humiliated if they found lice upon themselves
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When the soldiers began arriving almost daily, Mammy protested against their being Rather than argue the matter, Scarlett turned the parlor with its deep velvet rug into a dormitory
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Mammy cried out equally loudly at the sacrilege of soldiers being permitted to sleep on Miss Ellen’s rug but Scarlett was firm
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Melly and Carreen whispered that the soldier guest should have a share and Scarlett, backed by Suellen and Mammy, hissed to Pork to hide it quickly
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Eventually all the family found their way to Will’s room to air their troubles—even Mammy, who had at first been distant with him because he was not quality and had owned only two slaves
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He was clever at whittling and Wade was constantly by his side, for he whittled out toys for him, the only toys the babies while they went about their tasks, for he could care for them as deftly as Mammy little boy had
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Undoubtedly, as Mammy frequently declared, Will was something
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money to Mammy to paste in the attic
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I’m tired of hearing Mammy grumble about the cracks in the attic
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Scarlett did not want to see Mammy or anyone else
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Was there nothing Mammy did not overhear? Scarlett wondered how that ponderous
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The boards trembled as she called: Mammy, and turning with the majestic air of having closed the interview, she went into
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But Scarlett did not laugh at this and Ashley, who had laughed, stopped abruptly as he saw Mammy shoot a quick, guarded glance at Scarlett
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Melanie begged Mammy to leave her enough velvet scraps to recover the frame of her battered with his gorgeous bronze and green-black tail feathers unless he took to the swamp bonnet and brought shouts of laughter when she said the old rooster was going to part immediately
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he thought of Mammy and the look of grim determination she wore as she cut into the velvet curtains, he was cheered a little
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Mammy would take care of Scarlett whether Scarlett wished it or not
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A cold wind was blowing stiffly and the scudding clouds overhead were the deep gray of slate when Scarlett and Mammy stepped from the train in Atlanta the next afternoon
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knew that no chaste woman ever rode in a hired conveyance—especially a closed Mammy was a country negro but she had not always been a country negro and she carriage—without the escort of some male member of her family
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As she walked along Peachtree, followed by the waddling Mammy, she found the sidewalks just as crowded as they were at the height of the war and there was the same she came here, so long ago, on her first visit to Aunt Pitty
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Aunt Pittypat’s monologue broke off suddenly as she said inquiringly: “Yes, Mammy?” and Scarlett, coming back from dreams, saw Mammy standing in the doorway, her hands under her apron and in her eyes an alert piercing look
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She wondered how long Mammy had been standing there and how much she had heard and observed
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Mammy hurried Scarlett up the dark stairs, muttering fussy remarks about cold hands and thin shoes and Scarlett looked meek and was well content
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When, at last, the front gate banged and she was alone in the house, noises until Aunt Pitty, Mammy and Uncle Peter were out of the house and on their way except for Cookie who was singing in the kitchen, she leaped from the bed and lifted her new clothes from the closet hooks
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Mammy was standing on the front porch when Frank helped Scarlett out of the buggy
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“You run up and fix me some dry clothes, Mammy,” she said
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She was silent while she stripped off Mammy, who was waiting just inside the door, gave her an inscrutable look and
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“Lamb, huccome you din’ tell yo’ own Mammy whut you wuz upter? Den Ah wouldn’ had and said, with the nearest approach to an apology in her voice Scarlett had ever heard: