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"Why did you stop, Julius?" I asked. "I didn', suh," he replied. "'T wuz de mare stop'. G' 'long dere, Lucy! W'at you mean by dis foolis'ness?" Julius jerked the reins and applied the whip lightly, but the mare did not stir. "Perhaps you had better get down and lead her," I suggested. "If you get her started, you can cross on the log and keep your feet dry."
"When folks started a-comin' through talkin' 'bout a-freein' us an' a-givin' us lan' an' stuff, it didn' take wid Marster's slaves. Us didn' want nothin' to come 'long to take us away from him. Dem a tellin' de Niggers dey'd git lan' an' cattle an' de lak of dat was all foolis'ness, nohow. Us was a-livin' in plenty an' peace. "De war broke out spite o' how Marster's Niggers felt.
She 'lowed Dan had had de nightmare; but w'en dey look' at de do', dey seed de marks er de mule's huffs, so dey could n' be no mistake 'bout w'at had happen'. "Co'se de niggers tol' dey marster 'bout de mule's gwines-on. Fust he did n' pay no 'tention ter it, but atter a w'ile he tol' 'em ef dey did n' stop dey foolis'ness, he gwine tie some un 'em up.
I'll keep dat 'oman so busy she 'll fergit de baby; fer niggers is made ter wuk, en dey ain' got no time fer no sich foolis'ness ez babies.
"I would n' 'vise you ter buy no mule," remarked Julius, with a shake of his head. "Why not?" "Well, you may 'low hit's all foolis'ness, but ef I wuz in yo' place, I would n' buy no mule." "But that isn't a reason; what objection have you to a mule?" "Fac' is," continued the old man, in a serious tone, "I doan lack ter dribe a mule.
"Dat 'u'd suit you," chuckled aunt Milly, "an' you 'd stay dere fer de secon' table, too. How dis man know 'bout all dis yer foolis'ness?" she asked incredulously. "He come f'm de Norf," said uncle Wellington, "an' he 'speunced it all hisse'f." "Well, he can't make me b'lieve it," she rejoined, with a shake of her head.
"Why did you stop, Julius?" I asked. "I did n', suh," he replied. "'T wuz de mare stop'. G' 'long dere, Lucy! Wat you mean by dis foolis'ness?" Julius jerked the reins and applied the whip lightly, but the mare did not stir. "Perhaps you had better get down and lead her," I suggested. "If you get her started, you can cross on the log and keep your feet dry."
"Mars Jeems did n' 'low no co'tin' er juneseyin' roun' his plantation, said he wanted his niggers ter put dey min's on dey wuk, en not be wastin' dey time wid no sech foolis'ness. En he would n' let his han's git married, said he wuz n' raisin' niggers, but wuz raisin' cotton.
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