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Updated: May 13, 2025
"Alexandra," he said earnestly, "if I git out-a here, I not trouble dis country no more. I go back where I come from; see my mother." Alexandra tried to withdraw her hand, but Frank held on to it nervously. He put out his finger and absently touched a button on her black jacket. "Alexandra," he said in a low tone, looking steadily at the button, "you ain' t'ink I use dat girl awful bad before "
Dey spun an' weaved dey own cloth an' made us clo'es out-a it. "I can jus' see de white folk's house now. It was a big house, nice an' clean, but twant painted. It had a row o' rooms 'cross dis way an' a-nother row dat way wid a hall between. Dey had plenty o' rooms for all dem boys an' gals. Some of 'em was 'bout grown.
I exclaimed admiringly, "you take-um budgeree rise out-a whitepeller, John! Merrijig you! Borak you shift-um that peller bullock; borak you shift-um that peller yarraman. Whitepeller gib-it you fi' bob, buy-it opium. You savvy? Bale whitepeller tell-um boss.
"I play out-a here af'-a-noon-a," with a sweep of his hand towards the left. "Monkee him ba-ad-a monkee! Him take-a yours?" and he held out the missing ring. "Oh, yes, that is ours!" the Doctor exclaimed. "We have been trying to find it. Polly! Polly! Come here!" Polly obeyed, though slowly, because of her tears; but when she recognized the organ grinder curiosity hastened her steps. Dr.
Both Aurea and Atra kept much to themselves, and did I know not what to wear away the time; for now it was not to be looked for that they should venture out-a- gates.
Dey put flowers in cups an' vases on de grave, so's dey wouldn' wilt. "Us was all sorry when Old Marster died, I cried 'cause I said, 'Now us won' git no more candy. He used to bring us candy whan he went to town. Us'd be lookin' for 'im when he come home. He'd say, 'Whars all my little Niggers? Den us'd come a-runnin' an' he'd han' it to us out-a his saddle bags. It was mos'ly good stick candy.
As the sugar crystallized it was taken out-a dark, pulpy-looking mass, at which the young Hardys looked very doubtfully-and was placed in a large sugar hogshead, which had been procured for the purpose. In the bottom of this eight large holes were bored, and these were stopped up with pieces of plantain stalk. Through the porous substance of these stalks the molasses or treacle slowly drained off.
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