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'Why honey, she answered, 'you's got 'ligion; praise de Lord! Now keep de pure stuff, don't trade it off for de devil. An' by de help o' de Lord, I don't do any sich tradin'." The next was queried. "Ah, I's played de fool," he said, "in jist dat kind o' tradin'. I's an ole backslider.
Billy was in the swing in Miss Minerva's yard. "Come on over," he invited. "I can't," was the reply across the fence, "I'm so good now I 'bout got 'ligion; I reckon I'm going to be a mish'nary or a pol'tician, one or t' other when I'm a grownup man 'cause I'm so good; I ain't got but five whippings this week. I been good ever since I let you 'suade me to play Injun.
"Shall I wait until they are mended?" Douglas asked. "Yes, if ye want to, an' if Joe's able to do them to-day. I think he'll do 'em all right, providin' he doesn't git side-tracked on his hobby." "What's that?" "It's 'ligion, that's what 'tis. He's great on the Bible an' Church history. He holds service every Sunday in his house, since we've had no parson." "Do many attend?" "Naw.
"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.
Billy here's done come to live with Miss Minerva and she's done gone up town and don't care if we sprinkle, 'cause she's got so much 'ligion." "But you know none of us are allowed to use a hose," objected Lina. "But it's so much fun," said Jimmy; "and Miss Minerva she's so Christian she ain't going to raise much of a rough-house, and if she do we can run when we see her coming."
"Dis yer stove 'll make me lose my 'ligion," Patty heard her murmur, and she felt sure she was listening to old Hopalong. "Good-morning, Hopalong," she cried. "'Mawnin', missy; an' who be you?" "I'm Patty Fairfield, and I'm Mrs. Barlow's niece, and I've come to stay all summer." "Dat's good. I see you'se a nice, pretty-behaved little lady. Any ob de fam'ly 'round yit?"
Wat fer you take me? I'd ruther lib in a corn-crib. Freedom needn't keep me outer heben; an' ef I'se sich a fool as ter lose my 'ligion cause I'se free, I oughtn' ter git dere." "But, Aunt Linda, if old Miss were able to take care of you, wouldn't you just as leave be back again?" There was a faint quiver of indignation in Aunt Linda's voice, as she replied: "Don't yer want yer freedom?
"Some sarmons and prars seem like bread made out ob bran, de bigger de loaf de wuss it is. Unc. says I'se very cole an backsliden, but I'd be a heap colder ef I didn't keep up de wood-pile. "And you help others keep up their wood-piles." "Well, I reckon I does, but dere ain't much 'ligion in dat. Dat's kin' ob human natur which de preacher say am bad, bery bad stuff.
Th' air got that quar sort o' dead smell 'ligion allus 'pears to give to meetin'-houses, a' I could hear th' ol' pa'son a-tellin' us how it's th' lovinest that allus gits th' longest end o' th' rope o' life. Hits me now that ther ol' sky scout was 'bout right.
Chilluns ez so bad now I can't stand dem ter save mah life." "Useter go ter de bap'isin's en dey would start shoutin' en singin' w'en we lef' de chuch. Went ter deze bap'isin's in Alabama, Memphis, en 'yer in Nashville. Lawdy hab mercy, how we useter sing. Only song I members ez 'De Ole Time 'ligion. I useter go ter camp meetin's.
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