Excerpt from Saturday Nights Vickery Joyce's gray eyes, brimming with boyish distress, were upon Mrs. Cooper as she started from the room. At the door that opened on the uncarpeted passage the old woman turned and, leaning heavily upon her stick of hickory, faced Vick's sister, who stood as if the pitiful weight of the baby in her arms sagged her shoulders. The little one won't live the night out, Sary, the old woman declared, in the decisive manner of one who had seen many come and go. The young mother clasped her child tighter and stared in dumb misery. Not the night out, the neighbor repeated. I can't give her up, Sarah Timmons protested dully. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art techlogy to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.