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An' when dey talk' back at her, she up an' she says, 'Look-a-heah! she says, 'I want you niggers to understan' dat I wa'n't bawn in de mash be fool' by trash! I's one o' de ole Blue Hen's chickens, I is! an' den she clar' dat kitchen an' bandage' up de chile herse'f. So I says dat word, too, when I's riled.
An' when dey talk' back at her, she up an' she says, 'Look-a-heah! she says, 'I want you niggers to understan' dat I wa'n't bawn in de mash be fool' by trash! I's one o' de ole Blue Hen's chickens, I is! an' den she clar' dat kitchen an' bandage' up de chile herse'f. So I says dat word, too, when I's riled.
"Now, look-a-heah, Brudder 'Bijah," said he, "wot's I gwine to do 'bout dis bizness? I done promised ter pay dis money on de fus' day ob de comin' month, an' dar's six dollars ob it dat I ain't got yit." "An' aint dar any way ter git it?" asked 'Bijah. "Yaas, dar's one way," said Grandison, "I's been turnin' dis matter ober an' ober in my min', an' dar's only one way. I mought sell apples.
D'reckly he gits done lookin' an' he says: "'Look-a-heah, 'possum, is you dead or is you libin'? If you's dead I won't eat you, fur I neber eats dead critters, but if you's libin' den I eats you for my breakfus', fur I is bilin' hungry, not havin' had nuffin sence sun-up but a little smack dat I took afore gwine out inter de damp air ob de mawnin'. Now, den, 'possum, speak out and tell me is you 'libe or is you dead?
My eye was jist a-blazin'! I jist straightened myself up so jist as I is now, plum to de ceilin', mos' an' I digs my fists into my hips, an' I says, 'Look-a-heah! I says, 'I want you niggers to understan' dat I wa'n't bawn in de mash to be fool' by trash!
My eye was jist a-blazin'! I jist straightened myself up so jist as I is now, plum to de ceilin', mos' an' I digs my fists into my hips, an' I says, 'Look-a-heah! I says, 'I want you niggers to understan' dat I wa'n't bawn in de mash to be fool' by trash!
What you reckon I's gwine to tell you for? you ain't got no money. I's gwine to tell yo' uncle en I'll do it dis minute, too he'll gimme FIVE dollahs for de news, en mighty glad, too." She swung herself around disdainfully, and started away. Tom was in a panic. He seized her skirts, and implored her to wait. She turned and said, loftily: "Look-a-heah, what 'uz it I tole you?"
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