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Updated: June 3, 2025


W'en we wuz free we wuz tuned out widout a thing. Mah grandmammy wuz an "Ole mammie" en de Missis kep her. Atter freedum a lot ob Yankee niggah gals kum down 'yer en hire out." Thousands ob white people would crowd both sides ob de Cumberland Riber, Broadway en de Sparkman Street Bridge ter witnus de doin's. On leavin' de chuches de pastor would lead de parade ter de wharf.

As for him, he bore it better than them, but it must have been eight days since a drop of liquid had passed his lips. "Golly, dat am bad," said Snowball in the galley that evening, when some of the hands gathered round the caboose to have a comfortable pipe and talk over the events of the day. "Dat orful bad, eight day widout grub or liquor! dis niggah not able 'tomach dat for sure!"

How unusual," muttered Emma. "Den den he put er hand ovah ma mouth an' gib me er clip on de haid," continued Washington excitedly. "Ah doan knows nothin' moah till Ah wakes up. Dey was talkin' 'bout dat time." "Who was talking?" interrupted Hippy. "Dis heah niggah doan know nothin' 'bout dat. Dey was talkin', an' den Ah jest jumps up an' den Ah jumps up an runs away."

"Done et all yo' hay, have yo'? Spec's dis po' niggah to climb dose staihs and tho' down some mo'? I ain't gwine do it, no suh." Nevertheless, soon Andy and Hortense heard Uncle Jonah's step on the stairs and they gazed at each other in fright. "Where shall we hide?" Hortense gasped. "Slide down the hay chute and into the manger," said Andy quickly.

I was a tellin' Miss Hetty yesterday she couldn't live here alone, noways: we couldn't any of us stand it. Come along into the dinin'-room, an' Cæsar he'll give you a glass of his blackberry wine. Cæsar won't let anybody but hisself touch the blackberry wine, an' hain't this twenty year." "Here, Cæsar! you, Cæsar! where be yer? Come right in here, you loafin' niggah."

But de Kernel don' no'. Ah, sah! de Kernel kill me or hisself if he so much as 'spicioned me. De Kernel is high-toned, sah! bein' a gemman yo'self, yo' understand. He wouldn't heah ob his niggah worken' for two massas for all he's willen' to lemme go and help myse'f. But, Lord bless yo', sah, dat ain't in de category! De Kernel couldn't get along widout me."

Cookie complied, joining respectfully in the captain's mirth. "I guess you-all is got stronger haids den dat young gennelmun!" he remarked. "Dis yere ole niggah has help hissef mighty freely and dat Prohibititionist Miss Harding ain't eveh found it out. Fac' is, it am puffeckly harmless 'cept when de haid is weak." False, false Cookie! Black brother in perfidy to Mr. Tubbs!

Diplomatic Peking is a great, silent battle-ground; on the surface Oriental politeness and suave political courtesies but underneath a seething sea of strife. The Chinese attitude toward all this reminds me of a story I heard long ago. Two negroes were discussing a negro girl. "Trus' dat niggah?" said one; "trus' dat niggah? I wouldn't trus' her 'hind a cornstalk!"

The story is well known in Nevada County; but Mamie laughed gleefully, and turned her saucy eyes upon Charley: "Did you help to bump George Washington?" The Celestial was an honest man, and shook his head: "Me only look on. That cullud niggah he lob me." Will Cummins glanced at the Chinaman's pistol and smiled.

Oh, some folks say dat a niggah won' steal, 'Way down yondeh in d' cohn'-fiel'; But Ah caught two in my cohn'-fiel', Way down yondeh in d' cohn'-fiel'. "Oh, let up!" said Grief, as if unwilling to be moved from his despair. "Oh, let up!" said Pennoyer, as if he disliked the voice and the ballad. In his studio, Hawker sat braced nervously forward on a little stool before his tall Dutch easel.

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