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Ef old Mars' knowed one ten-hundredth part of dese doin's dey'd be shootin' gwine on, suh pistol shootin' leb'm feet marked off on de ground, and ev'ybody a-duellin'. And dat po' lamb, Miss Amy " "Lead the way," said Doctor James, setting his foot upon the step, "if you want me as a doctor. As an auditor I'm not open to engagements."
Then, Nautica spoke of how the very year that saw the beginning of free government in America saw the beginning of slavery too; and she asked Cornelius if he knew that the first coloured people were brought to America in 1619 and landed there at James Towne. "Yas'm; ev'ybody tole me 'bout dat. Seem like we got heah 'bout as soon as de white folks."
"Whether he's a 'vivalist or jes' a plain preacher what folks is runnin' after, I cayn't quite make out, ma'am," he was saying. "I ain't quite thinkin' he's a 'vivalist, but de peoples is a-runnin' after him shore an' seems like dey doin' it in ev'y city he goes to. Ev'ybody want to heah him ev'ybody rich en pore young en ole.
And, thinking of the name, he added, gently, with a significance lost upon all his hearers, "I'm sure you ought to have 'em instead of me." Then he went away and sat alone upon the fence. "Light one, light one!" cried Miss Pratt. "Ev'ybody mus' be happy, an' dray, big, 'normous man tan't be happy 'less he have his all-tobatto smote. Light it, light it!"
"You git all de freedom you wants ef you does ez I sez." "Mo'n I wants ef I've got ter min' ev'ybody, eben dem w'at's neber growed up." "I des step ter de gin'ral en say you hab dejections 'bout cookin' he dinner. Den I tell 'im ter order out a char'ot ter tek you ter glory." "G'lang! imperdence," said Aun' Suke, resuming her duties. "La!
Dey look' fer 'im 'roun' de plantation, but dey couldn' fin' 'im, en' befo' de day wuz gone, ev'ybody wuz sho' dat Skundus had runned erway. "Cose dey wuz a great howdydo 'bout it. Nobody hadn' nebber runned erway fum Marse Dugal' befo', an' dey hadn' b'en a runaway nigger in de neighbo'hood fer th'ee er fo' years.
"Well, sir," so he had often laughed, "I reck'n dey must o' gimme de name o' White fur a joke. But de Jordan I don' know, less'n dey named me Jordan 'caze ev'ybody was afeerd ter cross me." From which it seems that the surname was not an inheritance.
"'Keep way f'om me hoodoo an' witch, Lead my paf f'om the po'-house gate, I pines fey the golden harps an' sich, Oh, Lord, I'll set an' pray an' wait. 'Oh, Lord, bless ev'ybody; bless me an' Aunt Cindy, an' Wilkes Booth Lincoln, an' Aunt Blue-Gum Tempy's Peruny Pearline, an' Uncle Jimmy-Jawed Jup'ter, an' ev'ybody, an' Sam Lamb, an' Aunt Minerva, an' alley Aunt Blue-Gum Tempy's Peruny Pearline's chillens, an' give Aunt Minerva a billy goat or a little nanny if she'd ruther, an' bless Major Minerva, an' make me a good boy like Sanctified Sophy, fey Jesus' sake.
"I don' want to go up there; ev'ybody here'll look right at me." "Are there no little orphans here?" the minister was saying. "I want to shake the hand of any little child who has had the misfortune to lose its parents." "Go on, William," commanded his aunt. "Go shake hands with the preacher." The little boy again demurred but, Miss Minerva insisting, he obediently slipped by her and by his chum.
To our amazement it was the cook who suddenly appeared before us, rolling his eyes wildly under his deep frown. "'Scuse me, gen'lems! 'Scuse me, Cap'n Hamlin! 'Scuse me, Mistah Cledd! 'Scuse me, ev'ybody! Ah knows Ah done didn't had ought to, but Ah says, Frank, you ol' nigger, you jest up 'n' go. Don't you let dat feller git away with all dat yeh money." "What's that?" Roger cried sharply.
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