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Fus' time I ebber see him war down in Lousianny. My ole marster had sole me away from my husband an' from John Brown: she war a little ting den, only six mo'ths, an' oughtn't to have been weaned, but I don't s'pose he cared whether she libbed or died, and de slabe-driber wouldn't take her " "How did you," interrupted Mrs.
Lucy made a heroic effort to keep a solemn face, as she asked if Asia looked like him. "Oh, my, no!" continued Mrs. Wiggs. "He was a blunette, real dark complected. I remember when he fus' come a-courtin' me folks thought he was a Dago. Pa wasn't to say well off in those days." Mrs. Wiggs never applied superlatives to misfortunes. "He had a good many of us to take keer of, an' after Mr.
Henceforth, ma'am, I shall be ever at my husband's side, per fus et nefus et nefus, ma'am." "So glad," said Mrs. Bridgeman. "I have been longing for this " "Mr. Bernard Wilkins!" roared the tall footman. Mr. Sagittarius started and Mrs. Bridgeman did the same and smiled. "Bernard Wilkins the Prophet!" Mr. Sagittarius exclaimed. "From the Rise!" "Mrs. Eliza Doubleway!" shouted the footman. "Mrs.
De fus' robber den made a bolt ter get away, but de cap'n's men cotch 'im. 'Tie his han's 'hind his back, an' shoot him if he tries to run agin, said de cap'n; den he say to Missy Roberta: 'Go in your moder's room. Don't leave it without my permission.
Wall, fus' de current carried us down a good piece, an' I t'ought it was all ober for dis nigger sho'; den de saddle-girth bust, an' dat seemed to gib Challenger some 'couragement, fur he drawed a long breff an' struck out fur de Kansas sho'. Wall, it war an awful swim, an' no mistake, but bimeby we all landed, 'bout halfway down to Quindaro, blowin' and snortin' like so many steamboats.
"Jeff rub' 'is eyes, ter see ef he wuz 'wake, an w'iles he sot dere wond'rin' whar de hole wuz dat dat ole cat come in at, fus' thing he knowed, de ole cat wuz settin' right up 'side of 'im, on de table, wid his tail quirled up roun' de lamp chimbly. "Jeff look' at de black cat, an' de black cat look' at Jeff. Den de black cat open his mouf an' showed 'is teef, an' sezee " "'Good evenin'!
Lundi, j'achetai des actions; Mardi, je gagnai des millions; Mercredi, j'arrangeai mon menage, Jeudi, je pris un equipage, Vendredi, je m'en fus au bal, Et Samedi, a l'Hopital.
"Come, Martha," said Edward; but Martha was dismayed, and giving her neighbor a hasty shove, exclaimed, "You go fus', Unk' Lumfrey: you's de preacher." Uncle Humphrey disengaged his elbow with an angry hitch: "I don't keer if I is: go 'long yose'f."
Dey doan know w'at 's good! Terbacker is lack religion, de good Lawd made it fer people, en dey ain' no yuther creetur w'at kin 'preciate it. De darkies notice' dat de fus' thing de new mule done, w'en he was turnt inter de pastur', wuz ter make fer de terbacker-patch.
"You jes' ride straight on," continued Uncle Tony, pointing northward with his stick; "fus' you comes to a big log house wid de shettahs all barred up, settin' by itse'f a leetle back frum de road, wid a woods all roun' it dat's Cane Redge meetin'-house. Soon's you pass it, you comes to de big spring, den to a dirty leetle cabin whar dem pore white trash, de Simminses, libs.
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