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But lak I tol' you, he didn' have 'nough money to buy 'em both, so his Uncle John say he'd buy mammy an' den he would loan her over to Marse George fer pappy. An' de fust chile would be Mr. John's, an' de secon' Marse George's, an' likewise. Mammy was a Missourian name Marylin Napier Davenpo't. An' pappy was name Martin Newsome. "Darkies libed in li'l old log houses wid dirt chimbleys.
Martin sent the kag down one day, and I sold it to the men. I give the money all to Martin 'cept the dollar he was to gimme for sellin' it." "How came you to be arrested?" "One o' the men tol' on me 'cause I wouldn't trust him. Martin tol' me not to let 'em have it 'thout they paid." "How long have you been here?" "Three months next Tuesday." "That baby only two weeks old when they arrested you?"
"I'd seem to see it all jest the way he tol' it, and then I'd put my hand out over the side of the boat and trail it along in the water to cool off a little." Uncle William chuckled.
But bimeby you gwine see him climm on his hawss an' ride up yondeh to whah de big steamboats comes in an' fotch dat li'l gal-child home; an' den: uck uh-h! look out, niggahs! dar ain't gwine be nuttin' on de top side dishyer yearth good ernough for li'l Missy. You watch what I done tol' you erbout dat, now!"
"Dar ain' no reason why she cyarn' be tol' 'bout it," Zack winked to himself, starting to the stables for a full measure of oats. At the Colonel's request she came over early in the afternoon to see to the decorations for his table, and brought a bag with the idea of dressing there.
An' I can 'member, Br'er Cotten, when you didn' own fo' houses an' a fahm. An' dat ain' all I kin 'member, Mr. Chuhman! When yo' gal Fanny was a baby, an' sick, an' nobody knowed what was de matter wid 'er, who sent fer a doctor, an' paid 'im fer comin', an' who he'ped nuss dat chile, an' tol' yo' wife w'at ter do, an' save' dat chile's life, jes as sho' as de Lawd has save' my soul?
"Yes, I know the place well." "You knows how to get to it?" "Of course I do." "Das all right; now come along come along, you sham nigger, wid me. Has you got enuff?" "Bustin' all but." "Das good now; you follow me; do what you's tol'; hol' you tongue, an' look sharp, if you don' want your head cut off." "Heave ahead, cap'n; I'm your man."
Ah was went pour l'amour de Père Honoré." "Damn yer lingo shpake English, I tell you." Antoine grinned and shook his head. "Wot yer givin' us about his Riverince, eh?" "Le Père Honoré, hein? Ah-h-h-rr, le bon Père Honoré! Attendez he tol' mah Ah was best non raconter mais, Ah raconte you, Shim " "Go ahead, Johnny Frog; let's hear."
He himself had no belief in his client's story and merely bled him for small sums each month without ever really looking into the matter." "Gran'pappy said he was tryin' to git his rights," broke in Jeems. "He nevah tol' mah pappy what he knowed. An' he wouldn't let anyone see into that chest he kep' it undah his bed.
But I des' tol' huh dat no robber was n't goin' to bothah de po' niggah down in de ya'd wid de rich white man up at de house. But fin'lly I listened to huh an' sposited it yistiddy." "You 're a liar! you 're a liar, you black thief!" Oakley broke in impetuously. "You have learned your lesson well, but you can't cheat me. I know where that money came from." "Calm yourself, Mr.
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