The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1872-04-09
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A Darkey's Theology.

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following to "Lppincotts Monthly"
! As approached pond few days ago
where some negroes were cutting some ice,
l CHANGED to hear the conclusion of a con-
versation between two of the hands on the
subject of religion.
What you know bout 'ligionp You
don't know nothin' tall bout 'ligion."
| 81 know heap bout 'lgion; amt bin
done read de Bible ?"
/" What you read in de Bible ?" You can't
tell me nothin' what you read in de Bible"
But | kin, dough, for read bout
Morrow"
"What sort O Morrow-to-morowP"
".No, Co Morrow"
"Well whar he go, and what he go furp''
"Shob, man he didn't go nowhar, COZ
he was town" .dl
"Dar didn't tell you didn know nuth-
in bout nothin'? You read de Bible =
Hoccum (how Gomez de town name Nor
row, and how de town gwine anywharp
Town amt got no legs"
"Man, you's born fool, chor. De town
named Go-Morrow but dey call it 'Morrew
coz dey didn' hev no time to stay dar talk
in long talk.
"Debbil dey didn' If they stay dar to-
day, why can't dey stay there tomorrow?
'Splain me dat''
"But dey all gone an'de town too.-
All done BUN up.''
"Ef dere amt no pepul an dere amt
no town, how de town name Morrow p
G'long, niger Didn't know you didn'
know nuthin' tall bout 'lgion But (sar-
castically) tole me some mo- what you read
in de Bible"
swell, Morrow was big town-'bout
mighty highs big as Washington city
and de pepul wat live dar was de meanes'
pepul in the whole worl'. Dey was dat
mean dat de Lord couldn't bear 'em, and
he make up his min DAT he gwine BUN de
town clean up. But dar was one good
man dar--member NV de church, p'siden
elder-namcd Lott
"Yaas, know'd him.
"What you know'd him ?"
"On de camel He owned a batto, am
dror' it hisself"
Heist man l tallxin' sense, now. Den
de lord he come to Lot, an he say, "Lot,
gwine to bun dis town. You and your
wife git up and gether you little all, and
and put out fore de break O. day, coz I
cer'nly gwine to bun dis town and de pepul
tomorrow. Den Lot he and his wife riz,
and snatched up der little alls and traveI
soon in.the mornin. And de Lord he tuck
two light'ud knots and some shavins, and
he sot fire to dat ar town Nv Morrow, and
he bun it sprang up, clear down to de
groun', like he did Chicago"
"What come O. LotP"
"He and his wife, dey went, and dey
went, and dey went, twell pres'n'ly his wife
say, Lot eff l amt gone an lef' de meal
sitter and the rollin' pin, wish may
die r' and she turn aroun' to go fetch, 'em
and she turn arou'. and-and-she dare
noW %
"What she doin' dar ?''
"Nuthin'."
"Must be mons'us lazy ooman."
NO, BIG diH u Do lIOru ne Ju her
into pillow ov salt, 'kase she too much af-
ter sellin' pins and such things"
".Lor everybody know bout sack O.
salt; who ever hear bout pillow o. salt p
But what come o. Lot?''
"Lot, he weren't keerin' tall bout no
rollin', pin and no meal sitter, so he KEEP
straight long, no turnin' NV he head
neider to de right, neder to de lef'
"And lef dc ole 'ooman dar ?''
"Yaas."
"In de middle of de roadP.'
"Yaas."
"Must keer'd mighty little fur her, want
to git married to seck'n wife, spec. But
de fus' man come long and want to git
some salt to bake ashcaks, he gwine bust
piece out'n Lots wife, and 'stroy her; and
what you tink o. dat? Call dat 'ligion?
And de ole man lef her? and you read
dat"
Here perempty or order from,,the foreman
to ego to work" broke short the CONVEX
sation
EB- An inveterate drunkard once asked
| L.