Nebraska advertiser. [volume] (Brownville, Nemaha County, N.T. [Neb.]) 1856-1882, 1864-05-05
NEBRASKA, THURSDAY, NAY. 2, 1854. !

with nuthin bu. thousn' ter my back
slapped lhet inter fifteen hundred acres
paid il down-and then hired tew
North Carolina niggers-hired 'em with
the canoe of buyin' eff they liked eous
har. Wal. the nigs, all know'd me, and
they sprung ter il like bIazes, so overy
year / managed ter buy two of 'em. and
now I've got ten grOwed up, and thar
young uns. the still and all the traps paid
fur. an eff this secesh business hadn't a
come long, I'D hev he'd a right smart
chance O. doin' we'll.
I'm satisfied secession will ruin the
turpentinO business, you'll be shut up
here unable to sell your produce, and il
will go to waste.
'Thet's my pinion; but l reckon / kin
manage now Without turpintine. I've
talked it over with my rigs. and we
kalkulate, eff these ar doin's go eny fur.
der, ter tap no more trees. bat clar land
an go ter raisin' craps"
What! do you talk politics with your
negroes g
Mary a politic--5uI I'm id eff til
critters don't larn 'en sumhow the
knows bout as much Nv what's goin' on
as du-but plantin arn't politics; It's
bizness, aAd they've more intrest in il
nor hev, cause they've sixteen mouths
ter feed agin my four"
I'm glad. my friend. that you treat
them like men; but have supposed they
were not we'll enough informed to have
intelligent opinions on such subjects.
Informed wal, / reckon the is; all Nv
mine Lin read, an sum on 'em kin write.
100. Dye see lhet little mig thar 2
pointing to a juvinile coal black darky of
about six years old, whOSwas standing be-
fore the still FIRE; tibet ar little devil
kin read an speak like a p4rson. He's
got hold, sumhow. Nv my liule gals book
o. pieces, an Iarned dozencon 'em. !
make him cum inter tn house, once in a
while Wv an evenin' an speechifyi an
'lwOuld do year soul good TO har him, in
his shart tail, wife an old sheet wound
round him, for a toger' 1--we told him
IN pay actors du it SO down to Charles
'on) an spoulin out my name am
Norval en- de Grunting hills my father
feed him hogs - The little coon never
seed sheep, an my wife's told him
hocks's a hero, an he thinks 'hog' sounds
beter'n "hock," so, contrary ter the
book, he puts in hogs and hogs you
knows, hev ter grunt, so he gets 'em on
tn 'Gruntin hills;' and here the kind
hearted native burst into fit of uproari-
Gus laughter, in which, in spite of my
self, l had to join.
When the merriment had somewhat
sn nbsidpd, the turpintine maker called out
to the liule darkey
Come here. Jinr.'
The young chattel ran to bin witE
alacrlly. and wedging in between his legs
placed his little black hands, in free
an easy way, on his masters knees, and,
looking up truslfully in his face said:
Wal, massa p
What's yer name! e
Dandy Jim, Massa.'
Tibet arn'l all--what's tn rest |?
Dandy Jim of ole Ca'lina''
Who made you?'
DE gond God, massa'
No, He didn't, God don't make little
nigs. He makes none but white folks,
said the master, laughing.
'Yas Hem do; Missus says Hem;
dat He make dis mig jess like He done
little Tony
Wal, He did, Jim, I'm id eff He
didn't, fur nobody else cud make ye"
replied The man. pa,ting the little woody
head with undisguised affection.
Nov, Jim. sap tn creed fur de gem
man.
The young darkey then repeated the
Apostles Greed and the Ten Command
ments.
is theft all ye knows?'
NO massa, I.knows heap sides dat
Wal say sulhrn more--sum on 'em
pieces that jingle"
The little fellow then repeated with
entire correctness, and with appropriate
gestures. and emphasis, though in the
genuine darky dialect-which seems to
be Unborn with the pure Southern black
Mrs. Heman's poem:
~The boy stood on the burning deck"
Mrs. Heman's draped in -black!' ]
exclaimed laughing heartily: How
would the good lady feel, could she look
down from where she is, and hear lit
tie darky doing up her poetry in that
styIe7'
.D-d eff doant b'lieye 'twud make