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Wen I wakes up dis yeah rag is bein' jammed into mah mouf, an' dis yeah coat bein' wrapped round mah haid, an' dat dere rope bein' twisted round mah body, till it cuts mah ahms an' legs somethin' scand'lus. I dunno who dey wuz, but dey suttinly wuz thorough," Slim admitted. "Then you didn't hear anything?" Whitey demanded. "Heah? I couldn't 'a' heard a elephant cough," Slim declared.
As I passed I heard his gentle voice silently achieving some narrative to an attentive audience, and just as I came by the open window where he sat on his bed in shirt and drawers, his back to me, I heard his concluding words, "And the hat on his haid was the one mark showed yu' he weren't a snappin'-turtle." The anecdote met with instantaneous success, and I hurried away into the dark.
Of course that make a terrible mess an' a powerful lot of smoke an' hot ashes fly up the chimney. They like to choke that no 'count Buzzard to death. They burn the feathers offen his haid an' neck, an' the soot make him black, all but his feet an' laigs an' the inside of his wings, which he keep closed. "Mistah Buzzard he give a mighty squawk an' fly away.
Bummelybee, 'hit's time I was a movin', so he made fur the snake and giv' him one sting on the haid, and he jess rolled up he eyes, and quirled up ontil the grass; and the bluebird said, 'I'm much debliged of you, Mr. Bummelybee. I'm glad to perform yo' acquaintance. I was jess about as nigh chawmed as a bird could be. "'Don't say no more about it, said Mr. Bummelybee, and off he flown."
He buried her little hand in his big brown paw, a friendly smile beaming through the disfigurements of his bruised face. "He didn't do a thing to you, did he?" she commented, looking him over frankly. "Not a thing except run me through a sausage-grinder, drop me out of one of these aeroplanes, hammer my haid with a pile-driver, and jounce me up and down on a big pile of sharp rocks.
She sho' did put me in min' er my Miss Ann when she wa' a gal, the way she hilt up her haid an' jawed back at the fambly. An' she would er talked the same way if Marse Big Josh an' Marse Little Josh an' Marse Bob Bucknor theyselves had 'a' been there an' all the women folk besides. That little gal ain't feared er nobody.
Only twenty-five cen's fo' de priv'lege o' takin' a pull at dis yer goose, warranted a tasty goose! One-half dis sum o' money goes to de gen'leman who succeeds in re-movin' de haid from dis fowl, an' also de goose hitself, which sho' do look lak good eatin'!"
The broken glass was scattered all about the roof of the porch and the old colored man lay groaning there. "What did you do this for, Eradicate?" demanded Tom. "You act worse than a ten-year-old boy." "I's done killed, Massa Tom!" groaned Rad with confidence. "I's blood from haid to foot!" There was a scratch on his bald crown from which a few drops of blood flowed.
Boy, is you goin' move, lak I patiently is warned you, or ain't you? Git on out yander to de stable an' confide yo' sorrows to de Jedge's old mare. Mebbe she mout be able to endure you, but you p'intedly gives me de fidgits. Git befo' I starts findin' out ef dat flat haid of yourn fits up smooth ag'inst de back side of a skillit." Nervously she fingered the handle of her largest frying-pan.
"Awe, little Ephum! awe little E-phum! ef you don' come 'long heah, boy, an' rock dis chile, I'll buss you haid open!" screamed the high-pitched voice of a woman, breaking the stillness of the summer evening.
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