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You're in yere to make things interestin', I sees that, an' I'll voylate my business principles an' take a night off to entertain you. An' yere Cherokee lugs out a roll of bills big enough to choke a cow. "'I goes you if I lose, says the Stingin' Lizard.
Fifteen hundred dollars, according to his own computation, were already added to a plethoric bank account. "Yer feelin' well, Mister Bobo," said a bystander. "I'm feelin' mighty well," he replied, "never was feelin' better, never. There's a heap o' fools in this yere world, but I ain't responsible for their mistakes not much," and he cackled loudly.
I bet befo' you git th'ough with him he'll wish he'd saved some that ol' early speed to finish on. You ask me, 'Lisha, I'd say we's spendin' this yere first money right now!" It was the closing day of the meeting, always in itself an excuse for a crowd, but the management had generously provided an added attraction in the shape of a stake event.
'Last night he comes pushin' in yere an' buys a bottle of Worcestershire sauce; an' then he gets gaudy an' quaffs it all up on a theery she's a new-fangled fire water. He gets away with the entire bottle. It's now he realizes them errors, an' takes to groanin' an' allowin' it gives him a bad heart. Which I should shorely admit as much!
"'It ain't that I'm timorous neither, nor yet assoomin' airs, this yere Billy says to me when he brings it up himse'f how he don't go over to 'Doby's, 'but I'm never no hand to set 'round an' visit free an' easy that a-way with the posterity of a gent which I has had cause to plant.
They all of them hastened to her bedside, and when she saw the old man kneeling upon the floor, she put forth her mummied hand and left it rest upon his head. "I's gwine tell de Lawd erbout de folks down yere," were her last words, and from the woods they brought wild flowers and among them she slept, black sentiment of a hallowed past a past of slavery, but of love.
Sam worked in de fiel', an' I wuz de cook. One day Ma'y Ann, ole miss's maid, came rushin' out ter de kitchen, an' says she, ''Liza Jane, ole marse gwine sell yo' Sam down de ribber. "'Go way f'm yere, says I; 'my husban' 's free! "'Don' make no diff'ence.
His red lips were open, his blue eyes with their flaxen lashes stared fixedly at Ashurst, who said ironically: "Well, Joe, anything I can do for you?" "Yeas." "What, then?" "Yu can goo away from yere. Us don' want yu." Ashurst's face, never too humble, assumed its most lordly look. "Very good of you, but, do you know, I prefer the others should speak for themselves."
"He guv me a quarter and axed if I know'd my alphabet 'nuf to find letter 'B, an' tote dese yere to the prettiest young lady I'd ever seed. Most wite ladies, dey looks all jes' alike, to me, but you's different, missy; an' I reckon de tings must be fur you." I had a horrible vision of this compliment proceeding from The Flashlight or The Evening Bat. "What was the gentleman like?" I asked.
"D'ye like thet thar pony?" asked Bud. "I think it's beautiful," answered Stella enthusiastically. "Then it's yours." "What do you mean?" "This old gent an' me is goin' ter hev a race in ther mornin', hoss fer hoss, an' when it's over ther magpie hoss is yours." A peal of rippling laughter greeted this. "See yere, gal, what is all this noise about?" asked Bud huffily.
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