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Updated: June 8, 2025
An' nobody but God an' his angels will ever know how many of us passed th'oo the valley o' the shadder o' that singular-appearin' lady, or how often we notified the other eight of the fact, unbeknowinst to his audience, while they was distributed in their little trundle-beds. I sometimes wonder ef they ain't no account took of little child'en's trials.
She'd seem to come an' hang over my bed-canopy same ez a chandelier, with them side curls all a-jinglin' like cut-glass dangles. It's true, she used mostly to appear with a long peach-switch in her hand, but that was nachel enough, that bein' the way she most gen'ally approached me in life. But of co'se I come th'oo without taller.
"Miss Halliday," said Leviticus, lifting his beaver and bowing across the gate, "in response to yo' invite we O bless the Lawd my soul! is that my little Miss Barb, is that you?" Before he could say more Virginia threw both hands high. "Faw de Lawd's sake!" She thrust her husband aside. "G'way, niggah! lemme th'oo dis-yeh gate 'fo' I go ove' it!" She snatched Barbara to her bosom. "Lawd, honey!
His mother has always teached him keerful. It's good practice for 'em both. Of co'se Mary Elizabeth she's a year older 'n what Sonny is, an' she's thess gittin' a little experience out o' him though she ain't no ways conscious of it, an' he 'll gain a good deal o' courage th'oo keepin' company with a ladylike girl like Mary Elizabeth.
"Aunt Minerva is a-makin' me some nightshirts an' she ain't takin' no notice of nothin' else." They tiptoed stealthily around the house to the back-yard, but found the hen-house door locked. "Can't you get the key?" asked the younger child. "Naw, I can't," replied the other boy, "but you can git in th'oo this-here little hole what the chickens goes in at, whiles I watches fer Aunt Minerva.
He was very wise, this old man of ten years, and he had sold papers on the avenue where many things are learned, both good and bad. "But what you got to say about pappy?" pursued the believer. "He say dey's a Santy Claus, and dat he comes down de chimbly; and " "Whut's de mattah wid you; look at dat stove pipe; how you s'pose anybody go'n' to git in hyeah th'oo de chimbly?"
That's all the little boy William Tell and Adam and Eve got, but he ain't going to fall down and worship no gravy image on top a pole, so he put a tomahawk in his bosom and he tooken his bow and arrur and shot the apple plumb th'oo the middle and never swinge a hair of his head.
"I jumped up an' run over de bank, an' dyar wid a whole lot o' dead men, an' some not dead yit, onder one o' de guns wid de fleg still in he han', an' a bullet right th'oo he body, lay Marse Chan. I tu'n' 'im over an' call 'im 'Marse Chan! but 'twan' no use, he wuz done gone home, sho' 'nuff.
Every Wednesday and Saturday Andrew Jackson Jefferson, whose name was as queer a combination as himself, for he seemed to be about half horse, so wonderful was his understanding of those animals, and so more than wonderful theirs of him, took his "yo'ng sem'nary ladies a-gallopin' th'oo de windin's ob de kentry roads," proud as a Drum Major of his charges.
In 'e stretch I tries to come th'oo on inside, an' two of 'em Irish jocks pulls oveh to 'e rail and puts us in a pocket. 'Niggeh, they say to me, 'take 'at oat hound home 'e long way; you sutny neveh git him th'oo! They was right, boss! 'Lijah, he come fourth, sewed up like a eagle in a cage!" "H'm-m. And the judges didn't pay any attention when you claimed a foul?"
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