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He thought Tenie wuz crazy, en dey wa'n't no tellin' w'at she mought do nex'; en dey ain' much room in dis worl' fer crazy w'ite folks, let 'lone a crazy nigger. "Hit wa'n't long atter dat befo' Mars Marrabo sol' a piece er his track er lan' ter Mars Dugal' McAdoo, my ole marster, en dat 's how de ole school'ouse happen to be on yo' place.
Den de fruit ship, dey can' mak' lan', de mans, dey t'reaten an' say t'ings. Dey mak' big fight, yaas. Dere no mo' work on de levee, lak dat. Ever'body jus' walk roun' an' say cuss word, yaas!" "Oh, mon Dieu, mon Dieu!" groaned Madame Garcia, rocking her guinea-blue-clad self to and fro. Mr.
An' I sez, 'John, you take dis money an' git a nice place wid it. An' he sez, 'Dere's no use tryin', kase dey don't want ter sell us any lan'. Ole Gundover said, 'fore he died, dat he would let de lan' grow up in trees 'fore he'd sell it to us. An' dere war Mr.
When he came to the Bear tree where Gringo had carved his initials, the marks were clearly made by the Bear's teeth, and one of the upper tusks was broken off, so the evidence of identity was complete. "It's the same old B'ar," said Lan to his pard. They failed to get sight of him in all this time, so the partners set to work at a series of Bear-traps.
"Ye comena in wi'oot the leave o' me," he cried, with a vengeful expression. "What's that for?" said Malcolm, who had already interposed his great boot, so that the spring bolt could not reach its catch. "There s' nae lan' loupin' rascals come in here," said Bykes, setting his shoulder to the gate. That instant he went staggering back to the wall of the lodge, with the gate after him.
"Well, Jedge Barbour's niggers always said dat de coon was dere coon, 'ca'se he was treed on dere lan', and we 'sputed dat it was our coon, 'ca'se it was on our lan'." "Who got de coon?" asked Fitz. "Oh, we got the coon!" And Chad's eyes twinkled. "That settles it. It's your land, Colonel," said Fitz, with one of his sudden roars, in which everybody joined but Chad and the judge.
"Dey was speakers gwine aroun', tellin' de Niggers what dey was gwine a-git. Dey never got nothin' to my knowledge, 'cept de gov'ment let 'em homestead lan'. My ma homesteaded a place close to Enterprise, Scott County, but she got mad an' lef' it like she always done. "She was a-gittin' long in years afore she got 'ligion. Thy mercy, Lawd, You've showed to others; That mercy show to me.
I heered dem sez dat de slaves wud git lan', hoss, money er sumpin' but I neber heerd ob nobody gittin nuthin'. Dere wuz not slave 'raisings eroun' whar I wuz." "De fallin' st'ars wuz 'fore mah time, but I'se heer'd mah daddy tole 'bout hit. I se'd de comet wid hit shinnin' tail an' I fust b'leevd sumbody put hit up dere." "Good luck sign wuz w'en a stray cat kum ter yo' house an' stay dere.
Virginia suddenly leaped to the ground without his assistance. "That's enough, Ned," she said, and started toward the house. "Jinny! Miss Jinny!" The call was plaintive. "Well, what?" "Miss Jinny, I seed that than young gemman. Lan' sakes, he ain' look like er Yankee." "Ned," said Virginia, sternly, "do you want to go back to cooking?" He quailed. "Oh, no'm Lan' sakes, no'm.
He saw nothing of the pathway the dead-line made by the Grizzly to keep the sheep prisoners till he should need them. But the sheep were standing in stupid terror on various high places, apparently willing to starve rather than come down. Lan dragged one down; at once it climbed up again.
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