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De good Lawd bless you, lady, an' Miste' Brice," said the old negress. "Well, Nancy?" Nancy pressed into the room. "Mis' Brice!" "Yes?" "Ain' you gwineter' low Hester an' me to wuk fo' you?" "Indeed I should be glad to, Nancy. But we are boarding." "Yassm, yassm," said Nancy, and relapsed into awkward silence. Then again, "Mis' Brice!" "Yes, Nancy?"
"How many er you boys," said he, as he put his basket down, "is done a han's turn dis day? En yit de week's done commence. I year talk er niggers dat's got money in de bank, but I lay hit ain't none er you fellers. Whar you speck you gwineter git yo' dinner, en how you speck you gwineter git 'long?" "Oh, we sorter knocks 'roun' an' picks up a livin'," responded one.
"I santered roun' 'bout er half nour, an den I begin fer ter feel sorter squeemish sorter like I done bin an, swoller'd 'bout fo' poun's off'n de ruff een' uv er scantlin'. Look like ter me dat I wuz gwineter be sick, an' den hit look like I wuzzent.
The seance was over; but, before the little boy went into the "big house," Uncle Remus laid his rough hand tenderly on the child's shoulder, and remarked, in a confidential tone: "Honey, you mus' git up soon Chris'mus mawnin' en open de do'; kase I'm gwineter bounce in on Marse John en Miss Sally, en holler 'Chris'mus gif'' des like I useter endurin' de farmin' days fo' de war, w'en ole Miss wuz 'live.
"'Is dey many un um down dar, Brer Rabbit? sez Brer Fox, sezee. "'Lots un um, Brer Fox; scoze en scoze un um. De water is natchully 'live wid um. Come down en he'p me haul um in, Brer Fox, sez Brer Rabbit, sezee. "'How I gwineter git down, Brer Rabbit? "'Jump inter de bucket, Brer Fox. Hit'll fetch you down all safe en soun'.
De dish-pan wuz settin' on de table, en close by wuz a kyarvin' knife. "'Look like you gwineter have chicken fer dinner, Brer Fox, sez Brer Rabbit, sezee. "'Yes, Brer Rabbit, dey er nice, en fresh, en tender, 'sez Brer Fox, sezee. "Den Brer Rabbit sorter pull his mustarsh, en say: 'You ain't got no calamus root, is you, Brer Fox?
Hit's agin de mor'l law fer niggers fer ter eat w'en dey don't wuk, an' w'en you see um 'pariently fattenin' on a'r, you k'n des bet dat ruinashun's gwine on some'rs. I got mustard, en poke salid, en lam's quarter in dat baskit, en me en my ole 'oman gwineter sample it. Ef enny you boys git a invite you come, but ef you don't you better stay 'way.
"I ain' seen 'em swum es dey swum roun' Miss Meely," he muttered, while Aunt Verbeny shook her fist at him behind the stranger's back. "De a'r wuz right thick wid 'em." "I reckon dis chile'll be mah'r'd soon es she sets her min' on it," returned Delphy indignantly. "She ain' gwineter have ter do much cuttin' er de eyelashes, needer. De beaux come natch'ul."
"'Oh, no, dar's de tail, Brer Fox, sez Brer Tarrypin, sezee, en wid dat he oncurl his tail fum under de shell, en no sooner did he do dat dan Brer Fox grab it, en holler out: "'Oh, yes, Brer Tarrypin! Oh, yes! En so you er de man w'at lam me on de head at Miss Meadows's is you? You er in wid Brer Rabbit, is you? Well, I'm gwineter out you. "Brer Tarrypin beg en beg, but 'twan't no use.
Would there be wisdom in flight? "Do you want to go, Ned?" she asked. She has seen her aunt swoon before, and her maid Susan knows well what to do. "Do you want to go, Ned?" "Laws Mussy, no, Miss Jinny. One nigger laik me doan't make no difference. My Marsa he say: 'Whaffor you leave ma house to be ramsacked by de Dutch? "What I gwineter answer?
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