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Updated: June 18, 2025
"Bimeby Brer Fox stick his head in de do', en holler out: "'Good evenin', fokes, I wish you mighty well, sezee, en wid dat he make a dash for Brer Rabbit, but Miss Meadows en de gals dey holler en squall, dey did, en Brer Tarrypin he got ter scramblin' roun' up dar on de shelf, en off he come, en blip he tuck Brer Fox on de back er de head.
Gals is nat'lly made contrary; and so, if you thinks they've gone one road, it is sartin you'd better go t' other, and then you'll be sure to find 'em. Now, my private 'pinion is, Lizy took der road; so I think we'd better take de straight one."
Dis yer boy wuz jes' gwine 'way fer ter study ter be a doctuh, an' he ma'ied dis Janet, an' tuck her 'way wid 'im. Dey went off ter Europe, er Irope, er Orope, er somewhere er 'nother, 'way off yander, an' come back here las' year an' sta'ted dis yer horspital an' school fer ter train de black gals fer nusses." "He's a very good doctor, Jane, and is doing a useful work.
"Well, mam an' the gals made Wils's weddin' cloze," said Nate reflectively. "He had his own sheep, which he sheared in the Spring. They'uns carded, spun, dyed, an' wove the wool themselves, an' made him the purtiest suit o' cloze ever seed on the mountings." "Your mother and sisters goin' to make your weddin' suit, Si?" asked Shorty. "What'd he have to pay for the license?" "License?
There was a sight er likely womenfolks raound taown; but aunt she set her foot daown that Mis Flint must be smart, pious, an' good-natered; harnsome she didn't say nothin' abaout, bein' the humliest woman in the State er Maine. I hed my own calk'lations on that p'int, an' went sparkin' two or three er the pootiest gals, all that winter.
He absolutely bewitched even the "Major," with his version of "Buffalo Gals," and the "Cackle, cackle, flap your wings and crow," chorus of the Christy Minstrels, who certainly, in his person, did perform on this occasion out of London! It was at this period, when the days seemed as if they would never end and the nights longer, that a memorable event occurred for two, at least, of the party.
I jes' remembered that the new minister, Mr. Gay, smokes. I'll put some lace curtains up in his room. You ain't seen him yet. He parts his hair in the middle. The gals are all crazy 'bout him. I like his preachin' putty well, but he don't use near as much brimstone as old Mr. Howe does." "Is Mr. Howe's son going to be a clergyman?" Alice asked. Mrs. Hawkins laughed raucously.
"How dem niggers did squeal! Dar was more'n 'nuff boys an' gals 'roun' undah foot at dat time, but none ob dem git near de fracas but Unc' Rufus naw'm!" "My goodness! the dog didn't get away with the goose, did he, Uncle Rufus?" asked Ruth. "I's a-comin' tuh dat I's a-comin' tuh dat," repeated the old man. "I seen de goose gwine out de do', an' I grab hit I sho' did!
"'Well, boys en gals, I sont fer yer all up yer fer ter tell yer dat all dat 'bout Dave's stealin' er de bacon wuz a mistake, ez I s'pose yer all done hearn befo' now, en I's mighty sorry it happen'. I wants ter treat all my niggers right, en I wants yer all ter know dat I sets a heap by all er my han's w'at is hones' en smart.
'No longer'n day 'fo' yistiddy, sezee, 'Brer Fox pass me on de road, en whatter you reckin he say? sezee: "'Law, Brer Tarrypin, sez Miss Meadows, sez she, 'you don't mean ter say he cusst? sez she, en den de gals hilt der fans up 'fo' der faces. "'Oh, no, ma'am, sez Brer Tarrypin, sezee, 'he didn't cusst, but he holler out "Heyo, Stinkin' Jim!" sezee. "'Oh, my!
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