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Updated: June 26, 2025
"There's my pap over yonder," she said, with a scowl. "He's the one that ort to be strung up fer all this. He didn't do it, but he's to blame, just the same. They ain't got him 'rested fer doin' it, have they? 'Ca'se he didn't. He'll tell you he's as innocent as a unborn child, he allus does, an' he is as fer as the killin' goes. But ef he'd done what wuz right hit never would 'a' happened.
An' li'l' black Mose he jes kinder stan' on one foot, an' he jes kinder suck' he thumb, an' he jes kinder 'low': "I don' know nuffin' erbout ghosts, 'ca'se dey ain't no ghosts."
'Ca'se I gives you warnin' right yere an' now that ef you's hopin' to git a split out of me you mout jes' ez well stop dreamin' ary sech a delusion an' become undelirious ag'in." "Stop, Brother Lovin'," broke in Jeff in the tone of one aggrieved at being unjustly accused. "Has I asted you fur anything? Then wait till I does so." "All right," agreed Æsop.
He jest as invidsible as nuffin'. An' who know' but whut a great, big ghost bump right into him 'ca'se it can't see him? An' dat shore w'u'd scare dat li'l' black boy powerful' bad, 'ca'se yever'body knows whut a cold, damp pussonality a ghost is. So whin dat li'l' black Mose go' outen de shanty at night, he keep' he eyes wide open, you may be shore.
"Marse John, I thought the war was done. Why didn't you tell dem folks who you was?" queried Tom. The general told Tom they were Yankees, and would not believe us. "Is dar any Yankees whar you goin'? 'ca'se if dar is, we best go back to old Kentucky." He was made easy on this point, and, with an increase in our larder, became quite perky.
Miss Violy she done tell how yo' all snuck under de table an' prayed an' carried on somefin' scan'lous." Zachariah, though crushed, made a noble effort to extricate himself from the ruins. "Ah lak to know what Miss Violy knows about me on dat yere occasion. Yas, suh, dat's what Ah lak to know. She never lay eyes on me dat night. 'Ca'se why? 'Ca'se I wuz out in de barnlot all de time.
"Go on erlong wid yo'," say he ma, right commandin'. "I ain't want to go," say Mose ag'in. "Why ain't yo' want to go?" he ma ask. "'Ca'se I's afraid ob de ghosts," say li'l black Mose, an' dat de particular truth an' no mistake. "Dey ain't no ghosts," say de school-teacher, whut board at Unc' Silas Diggs's house, right peart.
But nobody ain't pay no attintion to him at all, 'ca'se yevery one lookin' at a monstrous big ha'nt whut name Bloody Bones, whut rose up an' spoke. "Your Honor, Mistah King, an' gin'l'min an' ladies," he say', "dis am a right bad case ob lasy majesty, 'ca'se de king been step on.
One's just as handsome as the other, too." A delighted smile exposed the girl's white teeth, and she said: "Bless yo' soul, Misto Wilson, it's pow'ful nice o' you to say dat, 'ca'se one of 'em ain't on'y a nigger. Mighty prime little nigger, I al'ays says, but dat's 'ca'se it's mine, o' course." "How do you tell them apart, Roxy, when they haven't any clothes on?"
She said she'd got kinder use' ter her noo home; but she didn' hab no mo' ter say 'bout comin' dan she did 'bout goin'. Howsomedever, she went down ter de swamp fer ter git roots fer her mist'ess up ter de las' day she wuz dere. "Wen Cindy got back home, she wuz might'ly put out 'ca'se Skundus wuz gone, en' hit didn' 'pear ez ef anythin' anybody said ter 'er 'ud comfort 'er.
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