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My ol' man he wo'ks on the railroad section and we just pay Mistah Tho'nton foh dollahs every month. My chil'n wo'k in the ga'den and tend that acah patch o' co'n." "Do you fertilize the corn?" "Yes, Suh. We can't grow nothin' heah without fe'tilizah. We got two hundred pounds fo' three dollahs last spring and planted it with the co'n." As Percy turned in at Mr.
"We can't teach our chil'n nuthin'," he philosophized. "They hev got ter hurt tharse'fs with all the thorns an' the stings o' the yearth. Our sperience with the sharp things an' bitter ones don't do them no sarvice. Naw, leetle darter naw!
Kin mend clothes hisse'f ez good ez the nex' one, an' useter do it too, strong an' taut, with a double thread, whenst the fambly war leetle chil'n an' gin ter bustin' out'n thar gear." But Justus took no note of the significance of the torn sleeve. "Why, 'Dosia," he went on, "everybody 'lowed ez Wat's speeches seemed ter sense what the people wanted ter hear.
"See yah, Mas'r Tom and chil'n all," said Solomon, at last. "Ise gwine to pose dat we all go an tend to sometin ob de fust portance. Hyah's Mas'r Tom habn't had notin to eat more'n a mont; an hyah's de res ob de blubbed breddern ob de Bee see double what been a fastin since dey riz at free clock dis shinin and spicious morn.
If my thought and feeling for them at this time isn't right, then I've been created wrong." "Marse cap'n, I'se seen de mos' po'ful feelin's en miseries ob de 'victed ones vaperate lak de maunin' dew en I'se larn in my ole age dat de sabin po'r ain' in we uns, ner in any ting we is ob oursefs ner in w'at we po' lil chil'n of yearth kin do. De Lawd say, He come ter seek en sabe de loss; I wuz loss.
He said it was good enough; would last very well a little while longer. I insisted that it was not comfortable. It was cold. "Sun warm, Miss Daisy. De good Lord, He make His sun warm. And dere be fires enough." "But it is very empty," I said. "You want something more in it, to make it look nice." "It never empty, Miss Daisy, when de Lord Hisself be here. And He not leave His chil'n alone.
Tom questioned him for some time in regard to the river, and the towns upon its banks; and when he had obtained all the information in regard to the valley which the servant possessed, he resumed his journey, driving the negro before him. "Spare dis chile, massa, for de sake ob de wife and chil'n," pleaded the unwilling guide. "I tell you I won't hurt you if you behave yourself," replied Tom.
He said it was good enough; would last very well a little while longer. I insisted that it was not comfortable. It was cold. "Sun warm, Miss Daisy. De good Lord, He make His sun warm. And dere be fires enough." "But it is very empty," I said. "You want something more in it, to make it look nice." "It never empty, Miss Daisy, when de Lord Hisself be here. And He not leave His chil'n alone.
Aun' Sheba had lost her patience with both him and her daughter, and was expostulating vigorously. "I'se asham on you, Sissy," she said. "Wot good de 'ligion you 'fess do you, I'd like ter know? Ain't Vilet in Hebin? Ain't you got de bes husban bawn? Ain't de oder chil'n heah? Now ef you'se 'ligion any good 'tall, be quiet an tankful dat you bettah off dan hun'erds.
"Say his own chil'n air 'hearty feeders an' hard on shoe-leather? Takes a good deal o' goadin' ter git ploughin' enough fur the wuth o' feed out'n a toler'ble beastis like old Blaze-face thar, don't it, Neighbor? an' how is it a-goin' ter be with a human ez mebbe will hold back an' air sot agin plough-in' ennyhow, an' air sorter idle by profession?
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