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He use to be bery sweet on Missy. He mus' be taken wid some Norvern gal, and dat's 'nuff fer me. Ef he lebe my honey lam' now she so po', dar's a bad streak in his blood and he don' 'long to us any mo'. I wouldn't be s'prised ef dey hadn't had a squar meal fer a fortnight.
It was Victoria with the luncheon tray, and it seemed as if she never would have done arranging it to her satisfaction. "I brung yer some apricot jelly, Miss Elsie," she said; "I knowed you had one of yer headaches." But Elsie only moaned and turned upon her cushions. "Dar's only cold chicken and dat patter," said Vic; "I took de ducks in fur marster."
"'Oh, yes, Ham, I said. 'You always speak well of Martha, and what she knows. "'Deed I do, Marfa; dat's so; I does, all de time. "'Dat's all right den, Ham. I forgib you all what you do, so you jes' git out in de kitchen; dar's whar you blong. Dese folks spile you ef dey don't mind deyselves.
"'I'm nigher ter you, Brer Buzzard, sez Brer Fox, sezee, 'dan I'll be ter Brer Rabbit dis day, sezee. 'W'at you fool me fer? sezee. "'Lemme lone, Brer Fox, sez Mr. Buzzard, sezee; my ole 'oman waitin' fer me. Brer Rabbit in dar, sezee. "'Dar's a bunch er his fur on dat black-be'y bush, sez Brer Fox, sezee, 'en dat ain't de way he come, sezee. "Den Mr.
"An' yer don't drink, nuther," said one whose words and appearance clearly showed that he regarded it as a matter of surprise that any one should not. "'Ceptin' only de Christmas an' when some feller treats," responded Berry. "P'raps he makes it outen de holidays," said a third. "Dar's whar my boss sloshes it on ter me.
We ain't into de shank ob de ebenin' yet, an' dar's no 'casion to talk 'bout folks goin'." "I dun said nothin' 'bout folks goin'," complained Uncle Sheba in an aggrieved tone, "I was ony a suggestin' wot 'ud be 'propriate ter de 'casion fore dey go." "Mr. Buggone is right, and prar is always 'propriate," said Mr. Birdsall in order to preserve the serenity of the occasion.
"I gun yer de tale jes like I hyearn it, an' I ain't er gwine ter make up nuffin', an' tell yer wat I dunno ter be de truff. Efn dar's any mo' ter it, den I ain't neber hyearn hit. I gun yer de tale jes like hit wuz gunt ter me, an' efn yer ain't satisfied wid hit, den I can't holp it." "But we are satisfied, Uncle Bob," said Diddie. "It was a very pretty tale, and we are much obliged to you."
Dar's a lesson in dis h'yar par'ble wot 'ud do you good to clap to your heart, Aun' Patsy. Don' you be gwine roun' tryin' to help udder people jus' as you is all ready to go inter de gate ob heaben. Ef you try any ob dat dar foolishness, de fus' thing you know you'll find dat gate shet." "Is dat your 'Melia County par'ble?" asked the old woman. "Dat's it," answered Isham.
She gave up trying to tempt his appetite, and began to lead up in a roundabout way to the things which she wished to ask. "Dar's quite some racket out dar in de lot tonight," she said; Douglas did not answer. After a moment, she went on: "Hasty didn't work on no walk to-day."
A pair ob carpet slippers, two collars, an' a lot ob chicken fixin's. Not a shirt to his back 'cept de one, he had on! Had to stay abed yisteddy till I i'oned it. Dar's one ob his collars on de line now. Dese yer Yanceys no 'count no way. Beats de lan' how de colonel can put up wid 'em, 'cept his faader was quality. You know de old gineral married twice, de las' time his oberseer's daughter.
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