Day ten《 chapter one》

阅读文本（如有手误，欢迎指出~(●'◡'●)）

Beatrice Tarleton was a busy woman, having on her hands not only a large cotton plantation, a hundred negroes and eight children, but the large horse-breeding farm in the state as well. She was hot-tempered and easily plagued by the frequent scrapes of her four sons, and while no one was permitted to whip a horse or a slave. she felt that a lick now and then didn't do the boys any harm.
"Of course she won't hit Boyd. She never did beat Boyd much because he's the oldest and besides he's the runt of the litter, " said Stuart, proud of his six feet two. "That's why we left him at home to explain things to her.
God'lmighty, Ma ought to stop licking us! We're nineteen and Tom's twenty one, and she acts like we're six years old.