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"Well, I'se done bin seen dem Yankees, an' dere ain't a bit of troof in dem stories I'se bin yerin 'bout 'em." "Where did you see 'em?" "Down in de woods whar Marster tole us to hide. Yesterday ole Marse sent for me to come in de settin'-room. An' what do you think?

I had never seen the good old negro look so dispirited, and I feared that some serious disaster had befallen my friend. "Well, Jup," said I, "what is the matter now? how is your master?" "Why, to speak de troof, massa, him not so berry well as mought be." "Not well! I am truly sorry to hear it. What does he complain of?" "Dar! dat's it! him neber plain of notin but him berry sick for all dat."

Ole Cap didn' want to shock his young massa, so thought 'twarn't de wisest way to tell him 'twarn't de sparrer-house, either, at first. 'Twas de inside ob de libery, if he must know de troof; wet an' smutty dar now, mebbe, but no fire." "Why not? What made the fire go out?" asked Mr. Raleigh, composedly.

And then there was a big storm, an' it rained an' blowed and the big waves went as high as a house. An' the sailors thought there must be somebody on the boat that the Lord didn't like. An' Jonah said he guessed HE was the man. So they picked him up and froed him in the ocean, an' I don't think it was well for 'em to do that after Jonah told the troof.

"Don' speak lak dat uv dem as is in trouble, Sally," reproved old Parson Ranson, solemnly; "anybody can say 'Ef." "Sho am de troof," agreed Jerry Dillihay. "Sho am, black man." The conversation drifted into the endless moralizing of their race, but it held no criticism or condemnation of Cissie. From the tone of the negroes one would have thought some impersonal disaster had overtaken her.

"Yas-suh comin'!" he gabbled cheerfully. "It's sho' a pleasure to see yo' again." "At least," suggested P. Sybarite, dropping into a chair, "it will be, next time." "Tha's right, suh that's the troof!" The negro placed a small table adjacent to his elbow. "Tha's what Ah allus says to strange gemmun, fust time they comes hyeh, suh; makes 'em feel more at home like.

"Well, mass'r, some folks says she am proud, case de common niggers envy ob her daat's de troof. She nebber proud to Ole Zip, daat I knows she talk to 'im, an tell 'im many tings she help teach Ole Zip read, and de ole Chloe, and de leettle Chloe, an she " "It is a description of her person I ask for, Scipio." "Oh! a 'scription ob her person ye daat is, what am she like?" "So.

All the head that I saw the monster possessed of was one of those Hessian canteens which resemble a large snuff-box with a hole in the middle of the lid. "I zay," said he, "you mos pe dronk as de pig, vor zit dare and not zee me zit ere; and I zay, doo, you mos pe pigger vool as de goose, vor to dispelief vat iz print in de print. 'Tiz de troof -dat it iz eberry vord ob it."

"Why," said Budge, "you told us to get what we wanted, an' we supposed you told the troof." "An' I ain't azh hungry azh I wazh," remarked Toddie, "but my tummuk feels as if it growed big and got little again, every minute or two, an' it hurts. I wishes we could put tummuks away when we get done usin' 'em, like we do hats an' overshoes."

"Gone away! and whither?" "Don't know, mass'r. B'lieve she gone to de city. She leab last night in de night-time." "And " I hesitated a moment till my heart should still its heavy throbbings. "Aurore?" I interrogated with an effort. "'Rore gone too, mass'r; she gone long wi' Missa 'Genie." "Aurore gone!" "Yes, mass'r, she gone; daat's de troof."