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Dar's de Spirit, He'll give it to 'em; and ef Mass'r James is called an' took, depend upon it de Lord has got him ready, course He has, so don't ye go to layin' on yer poor heart what no mortal creetur can live under; 'cause, as we's got to live in dis yer world, it's quite clar de Lord must ha' fixed it so we can; and ef tings was as some folks suppose, why, we couldn't live, and dar wouldn't be no sense in anyting dat goes on."
"It would be snitchin'." "Not to me, Sam. You know I belong to you all." "But you've got new notions." "Yes," admitted Michael, "I can't help that, but I don't go back on you, do I?" "No, you don't go back on we'uns, that's so. But you don't like we's doin's." "Never mind. Tell me, Sam. I think I must know." "He kep a gamein' den " "Oh, Sam!"
"Yes, Bre'er Nimbus, but who's a-gwine ter s'port 'em while we's waitin' fer de white folks ter back down, I wants ter know?" "I will," said Nimbus, proudly. "I hain't no manner ob doubt," said the other, "dat Bre'er Nimbus'll do de berry bes' dat he can in sech a case, but he must 'member dat he's only one and we's a great many.
Him mind-tell all we to run far into forest. This crew us stop all they. Tell other Guddu how kind are you. How you get we 'oigm'-food. Tell how you's work to make all we free; make free all Guddu everywhere. Us say maybe so we's all get free now small time. But say come humans with shock-rod, hunt we, hurt we, make we work more hard, be more cruel to we.
Three black, grinning little faces, topped by the kinkiest of woolly heads, came slowly at her bidding, each one glancing half-proudly, yet more or less panic- stricken, at the big man in white flannels. "Hello, boys. Whose sons are you? Miss Peggy tells me you are brothers." "Yas, sir. We is. We's Joshua Jozadak Jubal Jones's boys. I'se Gus de ol'es.
We shall have to meet our greatest perils after we leave this place." "Well, I s'pose you knows best, Dan; and we's gwine to do jus what you say," replied Quin, meekly. "Dem's um, Dan; you jus tell dis chile wot you wants done, and we's gwine to do notin but do it," said Cyd. "But we must have something to eat while we remain here," added Dan. "Dat's so; niggers can't lib widout eatin."
All that we can do now is to get the boats and provisions, and as much of the cargo as we can, safe on the ice. And sharp's the word, for when the floes ease off, the poor little yacht will certainly go to the bottom." "No, massa," said the negro steward, stepping on deck at that moment, "we can't go to de bottom, cause we's dare a-ready!" "What d'ye mean, Butterface?"
"Whose rules?" I asked. "Laws, honey, 'taint 'cording to rules for we coloured folks to hold meetin's no how. 'Course, we's ought to 'bey de rules; dat's clar." "Who made the rules?" "Who make 'em? Mass' Ed'ards he make de rules on dis plantation. Reckon Mass' Randolph, he make 'em a heap different." "Does Mr. Edwards make it a rule that you are not to hold prayer-meetings?"
She was tore up a good deal one en' of her was; but dey warn't no great harm done, on'y our traps was mos' all los'. Ef we hadn' dive' so deep en swum so fur under water, en de night hadn' ben so dark, en we warn't so sk'yerd, en ben sich punkin-heads, as de sayin' is, we'd a seed de raf'. But it's jis' as well we didn't, 'kase now she's all fixed up agin mos' as good as new, en we's got a new lot o' stuff, in de place o' what 'uz los'."
If we shut Amanda out we's mebbe shut Him aat, and if He's aatside, them as is inside will be on th' wrang side. Coome, lads, let's show mercy. There were other voices, however, besides Enoch's, and speakers as apt at quotation from the Scriptures as he.
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