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Updated: May 7, 2025
"I don't like it, I jist loves it," said one of Aunt Sue's auditors. "And I does too, 'cause I'd rather live on bread and water than be back again in de old place, but go on, Aunt Susan." "Well, when she said dat, dat miserable old Heston " "Heston, I know dat wretch, I bound de debil's waiting for him now, got his pitch fork all ready."
Prince he jist reared and kicked and foamed at de mouth, and did all de debil's own horse could do to fling Mass'r Richard, and Mass'r Richard, he de whitest white man any body eber seen. Ki! but de whip come down steady, Miss Phill." "O, Harriet, how wretched you do make me." "Dar isn't a bit need to worry, Miss Phill.
Ef I'se ony shoah dat yer hole out long anuff ter get 'mersed, I'd hab hopes on yer, but, law! yer'll be a-fiddlin' de debil's tunes 'fo' de week is out. I'se afeared dat dere must be an awful prov'dence, like a battle or harricane, onst a week, ter keep yer ser'ous;" and the old woman sniffed down at him with ill-concealed disdain from her superior spiritual height.
"Oh, he drunk hisself to death," responded Aunt Linda. "He used ter be mighty handsome." "Yes, but drink war his ruination." "An' how's Miss Nancy?" "Oh, she's com'd down migh'ly. She's pore as a church mouse. I thought 'twould com'd home ter her wen she sole yer 'way from yore chillen. Dere's nuffin goes ober de debil's back dat don't come under his belly. Do yo 'member Miss Nancy's fardder?"
So that evening Jeff fortified himself and increased the cook's hope by a succession of psalm-tunes in which there was no lapse toward the "debil's" music. Next morning, after a long sleep, Jeff's nerves were stronger, and he began to take a high hand with conscience. "Dat ar soger has hab his chance," he reasoned. "Ef he want de box he mus' 'a' com arter it las' night.
Now dis young captain had been bery friendly wid Sam; always speak cibil and gib him quarter for himself, and Sam sorry to see dose chaps get hold ob him. Dis went on for two or tree days, till one ebening de captain, instead of going away after dinner, stopped talking to dese follows. De play begin at de table, and dey persuade him to join. He hab de debil's luck.
He didn' let on at fus' lak he b'liebed Chloe, but w'en she tuk en showed 'im whar ter fin' de baby-doll, Mars' Dugal' tu'nt w'ite ez chalk. "'What debil's wuk is dis? sezee. 'No wonder de po' nigger's feet eetched. Sump'n got ter be done ter l'arn dat ole witch ter keep her han's off'n my niggers.
He did n' let on at fus' lack he b'liebed Chloe, but w'en she tuk en showed 'im whar ter fin' de baby doll, Mars' Dugal' tu'nt w'ite ez chalk. "'Wat debil's wuk is dis? sezee. 'No wonder de po' nigger's feet eetched. Sump'n got ter be done ter l'arn dat ole witch ter keep her han's off'n my niggers.
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