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'Papers? said he. 'Not I! and I wonder I didn' drop: you might have knocked me down with a feather. 'Papers? said he. 'I haven't seen 'em for months. I don't trouble about papers!
Dis yer little Pete wuz a mighty soople dancer, an' w'en his daddy would set out in de yahd an' pick de banjo fer 'im, Pete could teach de ole folks noo steps dancin' jes seemed to come nachul ter 'im. Dey wuz a little gal too; Ben didn' pay much 'tention ter de gal, but he wuz monst'us fond er Dasdy an' de boy.
Habits of intemperance had crept upon him in his isolation and pining for excitement, but now he set out to seek an ideal purity, he abolished even his pipe, he scrupulously pruned his conversation of profanity, so that he wouldn' be onfit to love her any way, ef he didn' never marry her.
She's a takeable woman, an' by-'n-bye, some new man'll set eyes on her. Then, thinks I, her banns'll be called in Church, an' I'll be there an' forbid 'em. Do 'ee see now?" "That was very clever o' you," replied the simple seaman, and added with obvious sincerity, "I'm sure I should never ha' thought 'pon anything so clever as that. But why didn' you carry it out?"
Says I, down under my breath, 'Right you are my lady! we'll be quits for that. But, you see, I couldn' bear to break it off wi' her, because I didn' want to miss her beautiful looks."
But tha'z not all; hardly was it half. One thing beside was the miz-conduct of an agent, the man who lately" a silent smile. "What? sold your aunts that manuscript?" "Yes. But he didn' count the most. Oh, the whole businezz, except papa's, became, as we say give me the word!" "Americanized?" "No, papa he always refused to call it that. Mr.
He had wrap' de chain roun' wid a rag, so it didn' hurt his neck; but w'eneber he went ter wuk, dat ham would be in his way; he had ter do his task, howsomedever, des de same ez ef he didn' hab de ham. W'eneber he went ter lay down, dat ham would be in de way. Ef he turn ober in his sleep, dat ham would be tuggin' at his neck.
"Dey wuz a pile er bark burnin' in de middle er de flo', en right ober de fier, hangin' fum one er de rafters, wuz Dave; dey wuz a rope roun' his neck, en I didn' haf ter look at his face mo' d'n once fer ter see he wuz dead.
But there's a friend of yo'rs in trouble, for something he didn' do, an' I wouldn' stan' for an innocent man bein' sent to the penitentiary though many a po' Negro has been. Yes, sir, I know that Mr. Ben Dudley didn' shoot them two white men." "So do I," rejoined the colonel. "Who did?" "It was Bud Johnson, the man you tried to get away from Mr.
De Yankees tried to git some of de men to vote, too, but not many did 'cause dey was scared of de Ku Kluxers. Dey would come at night all dressed up lak ghosts an' scare us all. We didn' lak de Yankees anyway. 'Old Mister Yankee, think he is so grand, Wid his blue coat tail a draggin' on de ground! "I stayed on wid Old Marster afte' de surrender, wid de res', 'til I met Joshua.
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