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Yer t'ought yer was damn smart, didn't yer, not takin' enny store orders, an' a-tryin' to fo'ce me ter pay yer cash in de lump? But now I'se got yer. Dis Lan'lo'd an' Tenant Act war made fer jes sech cussed smart niggers ez you is. "'Marse Hooper, sez I, 'is dat de law? "'Sartin, sez he, 'jes you come long wid me ober ter Squar Tice's, an' ef he don't say so I'll quit dat's all.
He looked proud and happy, and I proceeded. "But pause for one moment," sez I, in tender, cautious axents, "and think of the power, the tremendious econimy of the males you are a-tryin' to emulate and outdo. Think of how they have dealt with the cause of wimmen's liberty for the past few years, and tremble.
I's good enough for my old man, and I ain't a-tryin' to get nobody else's," Mandy wound up flatly. "But he'd like you all the better," persisted Polly, laughing. "I don' WANT to be liked no better by NO nigger," snapped Mandy. "I's a busy woman, I is." She made for the house, then curiosity conquered her and she came back to Polly's side.
Their manners are so rough an' they know so little about proper equity. The parson knows very well that we are city bred, an' that our descendants hev allus had good blood in their veins, an' that we try to follow their Example by givin' a tone to the community ever sense we came from the city. He knows what we are a-tryin' to do, an' yit he'll serve us in this mean fashion."
Such was the "old 'oman" Rube had promised to fetch; and she was greeted by a loud laugh as he led her up. "Now, look'ee hyur, boyees," said he, halting in front of the crowd. "Ee may larf, an' gabble, an' grin till yur sick in the guts yur may! but this child's a-gwine to take the shine out o' that Injun's shot he is, or bust a-tryin'."
"Well, nobody's going to play any more with you," snapped Max. "You bore 'em." He pyramided the balls and covered the table. With a sad and lingering backward look Pringle slouched abjectly through the wide-arched doorway to the bar. "Come on, fellers have something." "Naw!" snarled José Espalin. "I'm a-tryin' to theenk. Shut up, won't you?"
Mebby the souls of them who had passed over from the New Land, mebby them disembodied faithful shades wuz a-tryin' to save their free sunny huntin' grounds from the hands of the invader, and their race from the fate that threatened 'em mebby they hurled onseen tommyhawks, and shrieked down at 'em, tryin' to turn 'em back Mebby they did, and then agin mebby they didn't.
"They haven't got money enough in the bank to take the little mare from us yet, have they, Mike?" Porter said to Gaynor, full of his pride in Lucretia. "That they haven't, sor," replied Mike, proudly. "But, faith, I wish th' gint hadn't come a-tryin' to buy her; it's bad luck to turn down a big offer fer any horse." Porter smiled indulgently. This stable superstition did not appeal to him.
I's jus' a-waitin' for de call to meet all my folks in Heaven. Dey's a better place dan dis an' I's a-tryin' to treat ever'body right so's I can git to go to it. "I's listenin' hard for dat call an' I know it won't be long a-comin'." Susan Snow, Ex-slave, Lauderdale County FEC W.B. Allison Rewrite, Pauline Loveless Edited, Clara E. Stokes SUSAN SNOW Meridian, Mississippi
Her face was flushed, for what reason Kenset, stunned by her vehement words, could not tell. She flung the rein up and followed it, leaping to saddle like a man. "I tol' you we couldn't be friends!" she cried, her eyes blazing with sudden fire, "there ain't no manner of use a-tryin'." Kenset, springing forward, caught El Rey's bit. The stallion reared and struck, but he held him down.