The stupid bell—her mother bought it down south. The handle painted black with a blackface set of white eyes, two dots for a nose, and a wide-open red mouth. The bottom of the handle and bell part covered in a big house-slave gingham dress with an apron on the very top of the handle above the caricature face, a red handkerchief tied up, you know the kind, from the old maple syrup bottles. How she could deny being racist while in the same room with that bell is beyond me.
