mon'sus

Updated: May 5, 2025

You jest knows dat I an't ready to go, nor willin' neder; and dat I an't prepared to meet nobody, Jeff expatiated largely not only on the mercy of God, but on the glories of the heavenly kingdom, as a land flowing with milk and honey, etc. 'Dis ole cabin suits me mon'sus well! was the only reply he could elicit from the old reprobate. And so he died."

Ulrich Bonnell Phillips - American Negro Slavery: A Survey of the Supply, Employment and Control of Negro Labor as Determined by the Plantation Regime