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Updated: June 6, 2025
I's qualified my soul to' dat, suh; yass'm." "Dogs?" "Yass'm, dawgs. Notinstandin' de dawgs come pass me roun' about, in de name o' de Lawd will I lif up my han' an' will perwail." "Have you only your hands?" "Da's all David had, ag'in lion an' bah." "True. Euonymus, I need a man's clothes." "Yass'm, on a pinch dey mowt come handy." Here Robelia came again, conducting "Luke" and "Rebecca."
"Is this possible?" I said. "I saw men chopping sawmill logs as I came through that wood." "Yes, missus," he answered; "shure's you are bo'n, my sweat lies dar under dem big tree roots. My Milla an' me was married when we's chillen, an' we's had a good many chillen, but de Lo'd knows whar da's gone to; da sole down de riber, many, many year ago.
Mornin went back to her supper shaking her head. "By de time she's a year old, dar won't be no managin' her," she said. "Da's allus de way wid de men folks, allus too hard or too soft; better leav' her to Mornin 'n' ust'n her to things right at de start." There seemed little chance that she would be so "ustened." Having finished his supper, Tom carried his pipe and newspaper into the kitchen.
"You see," he explained, "I always wanted to be a hunter, and Da was bound I'd be a dentist. Wall, Da licked us awful for not feeding the hogs, so Bud got ready to clear out, an' at first I felt just like he did an' said I'd go too, an' we'd j'ine the Injuns. Anyhow, I'd sure go if ever I was licked again, an' this was the outfit we got together. Bud wanted to steal Da's gun an' I wouldn't.
He made no pretence to shroud things in mystery. "You mus' know, Massa Nadgel," he said, as they slowly drew near to the island, "I's 'fraid ob 'im dough I lub 'im." "But why do you love him, Moses?" "'Cause he sabe my life an' set me free." "Indeed? well, that is good reason. And why do you fear him?" "Da's what I don' know, massa," replied the negro with a puzzled look. "Is he harsh, then?"
With a broad grin, catching the reflection of the silver in his hand, the negro bowed low. "No, sah, I ain't gwine kill no dog o' yo'n. Ef I wuz ter meet yo' dog, I'd say, 'come yeah, an' I'd hug him right dar. Huh, I neber seed sich putty women folks in my life, an' I knows da's de cause o' deze white folks gibbin' me all dis money. Huh, I wouldn' mine bein' tied up dar ag'in. Mr.
"I 'low dat turkle's bo'n free," gasped Sandy, picking himself up and shaking the water from his clothes. "He ain't gwine to give up dat calapee yet, da's a fac'." The boys having repaired damages and unloaded the sand received during the mêlée, and the moon being now well up, the tramp around the key was commenced.
There's a wee girl in my class now.... Lizzie Turley's her name!..." "John Turley's child?" "Yes. God knows she's the stupidest child in the world!" "Her da's a match, for her, then, for he's the stupidest man I've ever known. That fellow ought not to have been let have children!..." "It's not her fault, I know," John continued, "but you forget that when you're provoked.
"Then it must be that you're afraid of hurting his feelings, Moses, for I know of no other kind of fear." "Pr'aps da's it!" said the negro with a bright look, "now I wouldn't wonder if you's right, Massa Nadgel. It neber come into my head in dat light before. I used to be t'ink, t'inkin' ob nights when I's tired ob countin' my fingers an' toes But I couldn't make nuffin' ob it. Now I knows!
I wuz er lookin' at de po' thing when up come deze men an' 'cuzed me er killin' him; but old marster, let me tell you suthin': dar's mighty few niggers dat eber kills er dog, caze de dog an' de nigger so close ter de yearth da's friends. I didn't kill de dog."
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