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Updated: May 6, 2025
"Cain' eat nuff'm 'lessen it all gruelly. Man cain' eat nuff'm 'lessen he got teef. Genesis, di'n' I hyuh you tellin' dis white gemmun take caih his teef not bite on no i'on?" William smiled in pity. "I don't need to bother about that, I guess," he said. "I can crack nuts with my teeth." "Yes, suh," said the old man. "You kin now.
An' whin dey see li'l' black Mose, dey all gnash dey teef an' grin' 'ca'se it gettin' erlong toward dey-all's lunch-time. So de king, whut he name old Skull-an'-Bones, he step' on top ob li'l' Mose's head, an' he say': "Gin'l'min, de convintion will come to order. De sicretary please note who is prisint.
"Vot vor ton't you not shpeak? Can't you virshta blain Eenglish ven you hears it? Hey? You a'n't no teef vot shteels I shposes, unt you ton't kit no troonks mit vishky? Vot you too tat you pe shamt of? Pin lazin' rount? Kon you nicht Eenglish shprachen? Oot mit id do vonst!" "I did not do anything to be ashamed of," said August. And yet he looked ashamed. "You tidn't pe no shamt, hey? You tidn't!
He nebber go round: I see him come a down a ribber long afore he see a boat at all. "'Hush Sambo hush not a word, I returned in the same low whisper. "The villains are at some treason, and if we stir, we shall lose all chance of discovering it." "'Me no peak Massa Geral; but dam him lyin' teef, he continued to mutter, 'I wish I had him board a gun boat.
"Why, he wrenched out that Crocodile's toof!" "Which tooth?" I ventured to ask. But Bruno was not to be puzzled. "The toof he were going to bite the Goat with, a course!" "He couldn't be sure about that," I argued, "unless he wrenched out all its teeth." Bruno laughed merrily, and half sang, as he swung himself backwards and forwards, "He did wrenched out all its teef!"
Yet he did not really better matters by saying: "She's got some teef, she has"; leaving it to be inferred that old Mrs. Prichard had none, which was very nearly true. The old lady did not seem the least hurt.
Ole Marse Dugal' had a lot er papers printed en' stuck up on trees 'long de roads, en' dey wuz sump'n put in de noospapers a free nigger fum down on de Wim'l'ton Road read de paper ter some er our ban's tellin' all 'bout how high Skundus wuz, en' w'at kine er teef he had, en' 'bout a skyah he had on his lef cheek, en' how sleepy he wuz, en' off'rin' a reward er one hunder' dollars fer whoeber 'ud ketch 'im.
He's kinder brash, but I knows yo' powers, Mistah Johnson, en I reckon ef anybody kin make 'im toe de ma'k, you is de man. "Mars Johnson grin' one er dem grins w'at show' all his snaggle teef, en make de niggers 'low he look lack de ole debbil, en sezee ter Mars Dunkin: "'I reckon you kin trus' me, Mistah Dunkin, fer ter tame any nigger wuz eber bawn.
"Fate him merit, Massa Henry," muttered the aged and privileged negro, with something like anger in his tones, as he returned the knife to the Indian; "he dam 'serter from a king! No, no, he nebber deserb a die like dis. He ought to hab a rope roun him neck and die him lying teef like a dog."
I'se only drawed up wid de rheumatiz, dat's all. 'Come ober heah to de light, says he, 'an' let me look in yo' mouf, an' see whedder yer hab got any teef. So I went wid him, an' while he was a-purtendin' to find out my p'ints he says to me, very quiet, 'Yer ain't dat gal's husband, nohow, says he, 'an' yer knows it.: 'I knows it, massa, says I, 'an' I'se skeered for my life ob her, fur she done said she'd kill any one dey dar'd to mate wid her: she's done got a husband ob her own up de ribber, I reckon. 'Yes, dat am de truf, says Massa John Brown; 'but see here, uncle: de Lord has done 'p'inted yer to be a guardian angel to dat po' chile.
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