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He and his mule were so irregular in their habits. They came and went as they pleased, and they would take naps whenever the spirit moved them. But now, as William said, he was "wukin' regular," and he refused to say for whom he worked. But we found out one day when he drove Lady Crusoe down in a queer old carriage with his mule as a prancing steed.

Dat way, I guess I went to wuk when I wuz about 7 or 8 yeahs ol'. Chillen is sma't now, an dey hafto be taught to wuk, but dem days us culled chillen wuk; an we had a good time wukin' fo dey wernt no shows, no playthings lak dey have now to takey up day time, no'em." "Nevah no church fo' culled people does I 'member in Natchez.

W'en dey got ready ter whup dem dey'd put dem down on a pit widout any clothes, stand back wid a bull whup en cut de blood out. I member de niggers would run 'way en hide out. De only fun de young folks had wuz w'en de ole folks had a quiltin'. W'ile de ole folks wuz wukin' on de quilt de young ones would git in 'nuther room, dance en hab a good time.

"I don't know all de 'ticklers, Miss Viola, but I heah him say he got t' git a book on poisons." "A book on poisons?" and Viola started. "Yes'm. He done want one fo' de case he's wukin' on, an' he can't git none at de library, so he go to N'York after one. I'se bringin' back his tackle. De fish didn't bite nohow, so he went away, de colonel did." "Oh!"

We labors in de vineya'd, wukin' hard and wukin' true; Now, shorely you won't notus, ef we eats a grape or two, An' takes a leetle holiday, a leetle restin' spell, Bekase, nex' week we'll start in fresh, an' labor twicet as well.

De man what I'm wukin' wif on shares he git mad, an' he say ef I doan't saw wood pretty soon he gwine t' git annuder mill heah. Now I axes yo' fair, Mistah Swift, ain't I got lots ob trouble?" "You certainly seem to have," agreed Tom "But why is Boomerang so obstinate? Usually on a treadmill a horse or a mule has to work whether they like it or not.

"Do you know of a man here called Captain Shard?" asked the boy, at length remembering the individual he desired to find. "Reckon I does. Bless grashus! Ain't I a wukin' fer dat same man de bigger heft er de time?" "What kind of a man is he?" "Fust rate; fust rate. Dat is if he don't hab nuttin' begainst yo'. When he do, den look out." This rather supported the tenor of Mrs.

We is got no mo' ah figgers a wukin fo ourself den what we'd have wuz we slaves, fo dey gives you a log house, an clothes, an yo eats all yo want to, an when you buys things, maybe you doesn't make enough to git you what you needs, wukin sun-up to sun down. No' em 'course ah isn't wukin now when you gits be de hour wukin people does now; but ah don't know nothin 'but that way o'doin."

"De songs I member ez: De Ole Ship ob Zion. Do You Think You'll be Able ter tek me Home." "I has bin 'yer fifteen y'ars en hab wuked onder two Priests en now wukin under de third. Dey hab all bin nice ter me. Hab neber had any trubble wid white peeple en you'd be sprized how good dey ez ter me. Dey don't treat me lak a nigger."

Ah sho was thankful when dat grease an flannel got to wukin on me! "You try it sometime when you gets one o' dem col' miseries in de winter time. But go 'long! Folks is too sma't nowadays to use dem good ol' medicines. Dey jes' calls de Doctor an he come an cut 'em wide open fo de 'pendycitus he sho do! Yas'em ah has de doctor, ef ah needs him.