Every few seconds I stopped and put my head down to the doorsill to listen.

(And then I had to put my head down and cry again.)

I put my head down on the table and actually dozed off.

" "Well, Aunt Linda, I suppose by this time you know how to read and write?" "No, chile, sence freedom's com'd I'se bin scratchin' too hard to get a libin' to put my head down to de book.