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"You know Sis' Littlejohn, she been married goin' on five times. Dis-here'll make fo' gentlemans she done buriet an' dey ain't nobody can manage a fun'el like she kin; 'pears like hit jes' come natchel to her. She sho' is done a good part by eb'ry single husban' too, an' she's figgerin' to outdo all the yuthers wid Brudder Littlejohn's co'pse."
"I looks and reads, and it says on a front window; 'Undertaking and Emba'ming In All Its Branches. "I rallies a little. 'Son boy, I says, 'you certainly are one thoughtful little guy but can't you take a joke? I talk about passing away, and before I get the words out of my pore exhausted vacant frame you begin to pick out the fun'el director. What's your rush? I says.
"Billy all time " began Jimmy. "Billy all time nothin," said Sarah Jane, "'tain't no use fo' to try to lay dis-here co'set business onto Billy; both o' yuh is ekally in it. An' me a-aimin' fo' to go to three fun'els dis week an' a baptizin' on Sunday. S'pose y' all'd bruck one o' de splints, how'd I look a-presidin' at a fun'el 'thout nare co'set on, an' me shape' like what I is?"
I'd 'a' had to went to my own cousins' fun'el 'thout nare co'set. Y' all gotta go right to y' all's mamas an' Miss Minerva dis very minute. I low dey'll settle yo' hashes. Don't y' all know dat Larroes ketch meddlers?" Mrs. Hamilton and Mrs. Black were sitting on Miss Minerva's veranda talking to her, and Lira and Frances were in the swing with Billy.
Will Hogg of Texas says that down in Houston one Monday morning a Negro boy in his employ came to him with a request. "Boss," said the darky, "I'd lak to git off nex' Friday fur the day." "What for?" inquired Hogg. "Got to go to a fun'el." "Whose funeral is it?" "My uncle's." "When did your uncle die?" "Lawd, boss, he ain't daid yit!"
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