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Then he hurried off to give guilty instructions to Zachariah. "Fo' de lan's sake," the latter blurted out as he listened to his master's orders; "is yo' all gwine to eat another breakfast?" "Yes, I am," snapped Kenneth. "I'll take care of Brandy Boy. You go in and clear the table, and see to it that you don't make any noise. If you do, I'll skin you alive."

But de school-teacher, whut live at Unc' Silas Diggs's house, she say: "Fo' de lan's sake, we fought you was a ghost!" So li'l black Mose he sort ob sniff an' he sort ob sneer, an' he 'low: "Huh! dey ain't no ghosts."

De farmer gits ready w'en de lan's all plowed For ter sow dem seeds in de mornin' De sperrit may be puny en de flesh may be proud, But you better cut loose fum de scoffin' crowd, En jine dose Christuns w'at's a cryin' out loud Fer de Lord fer ter come in de mornin'! Shout loud en shout long, Let de eckoes ans'er strong, W'en de sun rises up in de mornin'! Oh, you allers will be wrong Twel you choose ter belong Ter de Marster w'at's a comin' in de mornin'!

By and by, after about an hour, and everything dead still and we a-straining our ears for sounds and holding our breath, the fog thinned a little, very sudden, and Jim sung out in an awful scare: "Oh, for de lan's sake, set her back, Mars Tom, here's de biggest giant outen de 'Rabian Nights a-comin' for us!" and he went over backwards in the boat.

When he looked down and saw how the water was so nearly gone from them that the trout and the minnows had hardly enough in which to live, he was so surprised that he kept saying over and over to himself: "Fo' the lan's sake! Fo' the lan's sake!"

All I scared of is dat dis po' unforch'nate cat 's gwine to lose 'is min' befo' we-all lan's," she told Mrs. Hemingway, and cast a glance of deep distaste at the tumbling world of waters around her. Emma didn't like the sea at all. There was much too much of it. "I got a feelin' heart for ole man Noah," she concluded pensively.

"Us slaves didn' pay no 'tention to who owned us, leastways de young ones didn'. I was raised by a marster what owned a heap o' lan's. Lemme see, dey is called Artonish, Lockdale, an' Lockleaven. Dey is plantations 'long de river in Wilkinson County, where I was raised. Dey is all 'long together. "I's sho' my firs' marster was Marse Jim Stamps an' his wife was Miss Lucindy.

"O Johnnie!" shocked ... then, after a pause of reproach which I enjoyed "your Uncle Lan's toned down a lot since then ... married ... has four children ... one every year." And Alice laughed whimsically. " and he's stopped gambling and drinking, and he's got a good job as master-mechanic in a factory.... "He was young ... he was only a boy in the days when he whipped you."

But de school-teacher, whut live at Unc' Silas Diggs's house, she say': "Fo' de lan's sake, we fought you was a ghost!" So li'l' black Mose he sort ob sniff an' he sort ob sneer, an' he 'low': "Huh! dey ain't no ghosts."

The grater would run after you and scrape you on his sharp sides if he could." Aunt Esmerelda shook her head uneasily. From time to time she stared at Hortense. "Yo's a curyus chile," she muttered. "I don' know what yo' ma means a-bringin' yo' up disaway, scaihin' po' ole Aunt Esmerelda. Lan's sakes, if I ain't done forgit de pertatahs! An' dey's all in de stoh'room!" "Where's that?"