Weekly Trinity journal., 1872-06-01
LOT AND HIS WIFE.
A New Version.

AS approached pond a few days
ago, where some negroes were cutting
ice, CHANGED to hear the conclusion of a
conversation between two of the hands on
the subject of religion.
"What you know bout 'ligion ? You
don't know nuthin' tall bout 'ligion."
81 know heap bout 'ligon; amt
been done read de Bible ?"
"What you read in dc Bible l Law
you carn't tell me nuthin' what you read
in de Bible"
But kin dough (though). 1 read
bout 'Morro."
"What sort % Morro-to morrow ?"
"No Go Moro"
Well, whar he go, and what he for ?"
"Shoh, man He didn't gonowhar,
'coz he was a town."
"Dar didn' l tell you you didn' know
nothin' bout nothin'2 You read de
Bible; hoccum chow Gomez de town
name MORO, and how de town name
MORO gwine to go anywhar? Town
amt got no legs"
"Man, you's a born fool, sho'. De
town named Go-Morro but dey call it
MORO COZ dey didn' have no time to
stay dere takin' long talk"
"Debbi dey didn'! Ef dey stay dar to-
day, why carn't dey stay dar tomorrow?
'Splain me dat"
But dey all gone, and de town too.
All done bun up"
Ell dcre amt de pepul, and dere amt
no town, how de town name MORO ?
G'long niger Didn' l know you didn'
nuthin' tall bout lgion But" (sar-
castically) "tole me some mo- what you
read in dc Bible"
"Well, MORO was big town-'bout
mighty highs big as Washin'ton city.
And de pepul dat live dar was de meanes'
pepul in de whole worl'. Dey was dat
mean dat de Lord he couldn' abear 'em,
and he make up his min dat he gwinc
bum de town clean up. But dar was one
good man dar-member NV de church, II
p'sidin' elder name Lot"
Yaas, know'd him."
Whar you know'd him ?
son de canncll (canaD. He owned n
batto, and dror'd it hisse'f."
Hest, man | talkin' sense, now.
Den dc Lord he came to Lot, and he say,
Lot, ! gwine BUN dis town. You and
you wife git up and gether your little
alls, and put out TO- dc crack o. day, 'coz
cert'ny gwine burn dis town and de
pepul Tomorrow Den Lot and his wife
riz, and snatched up their little alls, and
travelled soon in de mornin'. And the
Lord he took two light'ud Qightwood)
knots and some shavin's and he bum it
spang up, clear down to de groun'."
"Wat came o. Lot ?"
" He and his wife, dey went, and dey
went, and dey went, twell prcs'n'ly, his
wife say, Lor' eff l amt gone and lef' dc
meal sitter and rollin' pin, wisht may
die = And she turn roun' to fetch 'em,
and she turn roun' and--am-dar nowr
"What she doin' dar ?"
"Nuthin'."
"Must be mons'us lazy 'ooman."
"No, she amt. De Lord he tu'n her
to pillow of salt, 'coz she too 'quisitivc."
"Dar Everybody knows bout sack
o. salt; who ever heard bout pillow NV
salt? But what come % Lot ?'
"Lot, he weren't keerin' nuthn' tall
bout no rollin'-pin and no meal-sifter
so he kept straight long, 'thout turning
NV he head, neither to the right, neither
to the lei'."
"And lef de ole 'ooman dar ?''
"Yaas."
In the middle of dc road ?"
"Yaas."
"Must keer'd mighty little fur her
want to get married to seck'n wife, |
spec. But de fus' man come long, and
want to get some salt to bake ashcake,
he gwine bust piece out'n Lots wife, ard
'stroy her and what you think o. dat ?
Call dat 'ligion And de ole man done
lef her? And you read dat"
Here n peremptory order from the fore
man to Ego to work" broke short the
conversation.