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I rap him up in de paper and stuff piece ob it in he mouff dat was de way." "And you think, then, that your master was really bitten by the beetle, and that the bite made him sick?" "I don't tink noffin about it I nose it. What make him dream bout de goole so much, if taint cause he bit by de goole-bug? Ise heerd bout dem goole-bugs fore dis." "But how do you know he dreams about gold?"
"And dis all cum ob de goole-bug! de putty goole bug! de poor little goole-bug, what I boosed in dat sabage kind ob style! Aint you shamed ob yourself, nigger? answer me dat!" It became necessary, at last, that I should arouse both master and valet to the expediency of removing the treasure.
"No, massa, dey aint bin noffin onpleasant SINCE den 'twas FORE den I'm feared 'twas de berry day you was dare." "How? what do you mean?" "Why, massa, I mean de bug dare now." "The what?" "De bug I'm berry sartain dat Massa Will bin bit somewhere bout de head by dat goole-bug." "And what cause have you, Jupiter, for such a supposition?" "Claws enuff, massa, and mouff too.
"De bug, Massa Will! de goole-bug!" cried the negro, drawing back in dismay "what for mus tote de bug way up detree? d n if I do!" "If you are afraid, Jup, a great big negro like you, to take hold of a harmless little dead beetle, why, you can carry it up by this string but, if you do not take it up with you in some way, I shall be under the necessity of breaking your head with this shovel."
"No, massa, dey ain't bin noffin' onpleasant since den 'twas 'fore den, I'm feared 'twas de berry day you was dare." "How? what do you mean?" "Why, massa, I mean de bug dare now." "The what?" "De bug I'm berry sartain dat Massa Will bin bit somewhere 'bout de head by dat goole-bug." "And what cause have you, Jupiter, for such a supposition?" "Claws enuff, massa, and mouff, too.
"No, massa, dey aint bin noffin unpleasant since den 'twas fore den I'm feared 'twas de berry day you was dare." "How? what do you mean?" "Why, massa, I mean de bug dare now." "The what?" "De bug, I'm berry sartain dat Massa Will bin bit somewhere bout de head by dat goole-bug." "And what cause have you, Jupiter, for such a supposition?" "Claws enuff, massa, and mouth too.
"No, massa, dey aint bin noffin onpleasant since den 't was fore den I'm feared 't was de berry day you was dare." "How? what do you mean?" "Why, massa, I mean de bug dare now." "The what?" "De bug I'm berry sartain dat Massa Will bin bit somewhere bout de head by dat goole-bug." "And what cause have you, Jupiter, for such a supposition?" "Claws enuff, massa, and mouff too.
Presently he fell upon his knees in the pit, and, burying his naked arms up to the elbows in gold, let them there remain, as if enjoying the luxury of a bath. At length, with a deep sigh, he exclaimed, as if in a soliloquy: "And dis all cum ob de goole-bug! de putty goole-bug! de poor little goole-bug, what I boosed in dat sabage kind ob style! Aint you shamed ob yourself, nigger? answer me dat!"
Presently he fell upon his knees in the pit, and, burying his naked arms up to the elbows in gold, let them there remain, as if enjoying the luxury of a bath. At length, with a deep sigh, he exclaimed, as if in a soliloquy: "And dis all cum ob de goole-bug! de putty goole-bug! de poor little goole-bug, what I 'boosed in dat sabage kind ob style!
I rap him up in de paper and stuff piece ob it in he mouff dat was de way." "And you think, then, that your master was really bitten by the beetle, and that the bite made him sick?" "I don't tink noffin about it I nose it. What make him dream bout de goole so much, if taint cause he bit by de goole-bug? Ise heerd bout dem goole-bugs fore dis." "But how do you know he dreams about gold?"
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