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"We doesn't know whar he be, an' I'se 'feerd he couldn't lebe off puttin' out de fiahs." From time to time Vilet wailed, "Daddy, come, come quick. I'se gwine fas, an' I wants to see you onst mo'." Captain Bodine heard the cry, and, having rested himself a little, came to Aun' Sheba and asked, "Do you know where Kern is?" "I doan, Marse Cap'n, but he mought be at dis nighest fiah."
I'se shore I'd never ask it of any woman if I was a man, 'less I was sick or ole. But folks don't seem to 'member dat we've got feelin's, and de best way is not to mind dese ere little trubbles. You jes leave de boots to me; blackin' can't do dese ole hands no hurt, and dis ain't no deggydation to me now; I's a free woman."
"Did you not say some one was dead?" said Catharine, with a frightful uncertainty of utterance, as if her organs of speech and hearing served her but imperfectly. "Dead, hinny! Ay ay, dead eneugh; ye'll no hae him to gloom at ony mair." "Dead!" repeated Catharine, still with the same uncertainty of voice and manner. "Dead slain and by Highlanders?" "I'se warrant by Highlanders, the lawless loons.
He saw his advantage in the flush of apprehension which, before he had ceased speaking, made the jetty face before him absolutely ashen with terror. "Don't do dat, Marse Desmit, ef you please! Don't do dat er wid Nimbus! Mind now, Mahs'r, I'se got a wife an' babies." "So you have, and I know you don't want to leave them." "No more I don't, Mahs'r," earnestly.
'I'se warrant he would go to his cousin's at Rannoch. 'Well, but if they followed him to Rannoch? 'That, quoth Evan, 'is beyond all belief; and, indeed, to tell you the truth, there durst not a Lowlander in all Scotland follow the fray a gun-shot beyond Bally-Brough, unless he had the help of the Sidier Dhu. 'Whom do you call so?
And they was only one time when I felt anyways skittish. That was when I was a new recruit on picket duty. And it was pitch dark, and I heard something comin' th'ough the bushes, and I thought, 'Let 'em come, whoever it is'. And I got my bayonet all ready, and waited. I'se gittin' sorta nervous, and purty soon the bushes opened, and what you think come out? A great big ole hog!
"Nae man can say for that," answered the clerk mysteriously. "Dead!" said the Deacon, "I'se warrant him dead lang syne; he hasna been heard o' these twenty years or thereby."
"'Deed, miss, I'se 'fraid!" "What! with the candle, you blockhead?" "Lors, miss, de candle wouldn't be no 'tection! I'd see de ghoses all de plainer wid de candle!" "What a provoking, stupid dolt! You're a proper maid afraid to do my bidding! Afraid of ghosts, forsooth. Well, I suppose I shall have to go myself plague on you for an aggravating thing!
A father started for his office early one morning, after a light fall of snow. Turning, he saw his two year-old boy endeavoring to put his tiny feet in his own great footprints. The little fellow shouted: "Go on, I'se comin', papa, I'se comin' right in ure tracks." He caught the boy in his arms and carried him to his mother, and started again for his office.
I'se been a sojer sence I was a slave, an' ther don't no man hit me a lick jes cos I'm black enny mo'. Yer's an' ole man, Marse Desmit, an' yer wuz a good 'nough marster ter me in the ole times, but yer mustn't try ter beat a free man. I don't want ter hurt yer, but yer mustn't do dat!" "Then get out of here instantly," said Desmit, rising and pointing toward the door.
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