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He hot fer true, ain't he?" "Daddy who?" asked Uncle Remus, straightening himself up with dignity. "W'ich?" "I know you in Char'son, an' den in Sewanny. I spec I dun grow away from 'membrance." "You knowed me in Charlstun, and den in Savanny?" "He been long time, ain't he, Daddy Ben?" "Dat's w'at's a pesterin' un me. How much you reckon you know'd me?" "He good while pas'; when I wer' pickaninny.
"I knows all 'bout what slave uprisin's is, but never in my life has I seen anything lak dat. Never! Never! We aint never had no lynchin's, neither. He come to de state o' Mississippi once an' hel' a meetin' in Jackson. He made a gran' talk. He made mention 'bout puttin' money in de bank. Lots o' darkies made 'membrance o' dat an' done it. "I's a Nigger what has been prosperous.
Hit's gittin' mighty 'bahassin' fo' him, so I say to him: "Mr. Auctioneer, I ain' promisin' nothin', but Miss Sally Goodloe mought be willin' to keep dis hyar ole mare fo' 'membrance sake." De auctioneer am mighty tickled, an' he say, "Uncle Jake, ef Miss Sally will 'soom de 'sponsibility ob dis ole mare, hit would 'blige me greatly."
"I'll never cut it up!" thought Amarilly as she reverently received the robe. "I'll keep it in 'membrance of him." "It's orful good in him to give it to us," she said gratefully to the housekeeper. That worthy woman smiled, remembering how the fastidious young rector had shrunk from the thought of wearing a fumigated garment.
A good white man I worked with taught me 'nough to spell 'comprestibility' and 'compastibility. I had good 'membrance an' I could have learned what white folks taught me, an' dey sees dey manners in me. "I mar'ied when I was turnin' 19, an' my wife, 15. I mar'ied at big Methodist Chu'ch in Needmore. Same old chu'ch is dere now. I hope build it in 1865.
"Hallelujah, amen, bress de Lord. How is ye dis night, Mammy Grace?" said a cheerful voice at the cabin-door. "Ho! go 'long, Simon, I knowed ye was comin'. Ye allus blows yer trumpet 'fore yer gits here. Come in, help yerse'f to a cha'r. Here, chile," addressing Tidy, "here's yer supper, eat it now; and don' ye neber let what I's telled ye slip out of yer 'membrance."
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