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Have you snuff of the true scent, my beauty foh! this is for the nostril of a Welsh parson choleric and hot, my beauty, pulverized horse-radish, why, it would make a nose of the coldest constitution imaginable sneeze like a washed school-boy on a Saturday night. Ah, this is better, my princess: there is some courtesy in this snuff; it flatters the brain like a poet's dedication.
Den I wuz left on de groun foh a long time while missie visited Missie Maxie. Dey start home on horses pulling de rope tied to mah hands. I had to run or fall down an' be dragged on de groun'. It wuz terrible. When we got home de missie whipped me with a thick hickory switch an' she wasn't a bit lenient. I wuz whipped ev'ry time I ran away to see mah sister.
Have you snuff of the true scent, my beauty foh! this is for the nostril of a Welsh parson choleric and hot, my beauty, pulverized horse-radish, why, it would make a nose of the coldest constitution imaginable sneeze like a washed school-boy on a Saturday night. Ah, this is better, my princess: there is some courtesy in this snuff; it flatters the brain like a poet's dedication.
"A gentleman, Sally? Impossible. No gentleman would endure such an affront. Look again." "Yessum. It's dat po' white trash dey call Plooie. Mainded yo' umbrella oncet." "My umbrella-mender!" Apologetically but shrewdly Sally opined that the neighborhood of the advancing mob was "no place foh a niggah." With perfect faith in the powers of her superior she added: "You desist 'em, mist'ess."
After a moment's delay a short, stocky, very red-faced man, with rather a fussy manner, came forward. "Mr. Keith," said a tall, dark youth, with a pronounced Southern accent, "I want foh to make you acquainted with Mr. Tayloh. Mr. Tayloh is at once the patron saint of the Monumentals, but to a large extent its 'angel' as well I hope you understand the theatrical significance of that term, suh.
He had heard rumours of the mill-owner's desire to build an addition to his mill. To do this would necessitate the acquisition of contiguous property. But Pop had not suspected any ulterior motive when the miller had offered to lend him the money. "I kin soon lay by 'nuff t' pay off d' mohgage, w'en I ain't got no one but m'se'f t' puvvide foh no moah," he had said, after the loan had been made.
I wanted some learnin but dere wuz no way to git it until a white man cleared a place in de woods an' put up branches to make shade. He read books to us foh a while an' den gave it up. A lovly white woman, Missy Holstottle, her husband's name wuz Dave, read a book to me an' I remember de stories to dis day. It wuz called "White an' Black." Some of de stories made me cry.
I done seen it foh yeahs, an' now I seen it plain! De moon have it writ on her face las' night, de birds sing it in de trees, de chicken act it in his talk dis vehy mawnin'. De dog he howl it out las' night. De sun he show it plain dis vehy day. De trees say it, now weeks an' weeks.
I'se gwine to clasp in de th'oes of matermony dis heah couple, but 'foh I does we'll pernounce grace, takin' our tex' from dat po'tion of de Scripture whar Liza rid out de doh in a charity of fyah! Light de candles, bruddern! So dey all struck matches, jest lak one man, an' lit dem candles! "Lawd help us!" Aunt Timmie threw her apron over her face.
He's too smart foh a bird an' he's done a most powahful sight o' runnin', sah; I reckons he's mos' all muscle." There was an agonized appeal in the darky's voice that cut straight to the Colonel's heart. "Uncle Noah," he said kindly, "it can't be helped. Job goes for the sake of someone else." "Ol' Missus?" "Yes.
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