The Stark County Democrat. [volume] (Canton, Ohio) 1833-1912, 1877-11-01
Se1ert Stngg.
Uncle REMUSO HOME SHOT.
And How He Saved Young Mars
Jeems's Life BY 1t.
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sell, and after disposing of his poultry
called around to see US.
'Howdy, Uncle RemusP
'Popy, boss, poly. Dess here sudden
GOODNESS in de wedder makes de ole mig
GER feel like dereIs sump'n outer gear in
his bones. Hit sorter wakens lp de room
atiz.'
'How are crops, Uncle Remus"
'Oh, craps is middlin'. Ole master mem
bered de ole Niger wen he wuz 'stributln'
dc wedder. amt complainin' boss But
I'm done wild farmin' arter dis, is fer
fac. De niggers don't gimme no peace.
I can't res fer um. Dey steal my shotes,
an dey steal my chickens No longer'n
las week was bleeged ter fling han'tull
nv squill shot inter niger what wuz
runnin' off wild fO' pullets an rooster.
I'm gwine ter drap farmin' sho. I'm
gwine down inter ole Putnam County an
live alonger Mars Jeems.,
Somebody was telling me the other day,
Uncle Remus, thatyou saved your young
masters life during the war. How was
that?'
Well, dunno, boss, with a.grin that
showed that he was both pleased and
embarrassed, L dunno, boss Mars Jeems
an Miss Emily dey say did
Tell me about it,
you ain'tgot no time fer ter set oar an
hear de ole niger run on wlds mouf, ls
youP'
'Oh, plenty of time
Boss, is you ever bin down to Putnam
County,
Often
Den you know whar de Brad Slaughter
place Isl?
Perfectly WELL
'An' Harmony"
Yes
We'll, hit wuz right long in dere whar
Mars Jeems liyed. Wen de war come
'lopg, he wuz livin' dere wild ole Miss aud |
Miss Sally. Ole Miss wuz his ma, ann Miss
Sally wuz his sister. Mars Jeems wuz jes |
eatcnin Ter to 90 off au' fight, but ole Miss
and Mrs Sally, dey tux on so dat he
couldn't glt off de fus year. Bimeby times
gun fer 10 get putty hot, an Mars Jeems
he 90 up and sed he jes had ter go an g.
he did. lie got Overseer fer ter look
arter de place an he went an jined de
ahmy. An he wuZ fighter, too, Mars
Jeems wuz-one or de wus kline. Ole Miss
useter call me to de big house on Sundays
an read what de papers say about Mars
Jeems'
"Remus,' sez she, here's wat de pa
pers say bout my baby an den she'd go
an read out, well she couldn't read for
Cryin.'
Hit went on dis way year in an year
out, an dey wuz mighty lonesome times,
boss sho's you bon. De Conscrptin' man
come long one dayan he jes everastin''
ly scooped up dat overseer, an den ole
miss she sent arter me an she say:
'Remus,I aint gol nobody fer ter look
arter de place but you,' an | say, Mssis,
you kin les pen on de ole niger / was
ole den, bus8, let alone what | is now
an you better b'leeve bossed dem hams
had dem nlggers up fo' day, and de way
dey did wuk wuz a caution, Dey had |
plenly bread and neat, an good close to
war, an dey was DE fattes' niggers in de
whole settlement.
'Blmeby, one day ole miss she call me
up an tell me dat de Yankees done gone
an took Atlanty and den presently | near
dat dey wuz marChln' down lords Put
man, all de ius thing | knows, Mars
Jeems he rid up one day wild who'll
company Nv men. He jes' stop longer nuf
fer ter change hOsses an snatch up
mouful Nv sumep'n t,eat Ole Mi tole
i'm dat | was kinder bossin' roun' AN he
call me up an say;
'Daddy'-al ole Misss chillun call me
daddy-'Daddy,' he say, "pears like dere's
goin' ter be mighty rough times rOun'
here. De Yankees is done down ter Mad
ison, an 'twont be many days befo, dey'll
be all thru here. Hit amt likely dat dey,li
bOdder mother er sis; but daddy, ef de
Wus comes ter de wus, spec you ter take
keer un 'em,'
Den, l say, You bin KNOWN me
long time, amt you, Mars Jeemsp
'Sence | wuz baby, daddy sez he.
'Well den, Mars Jeems, sez |, you
know'd 'twant no use fer ter ak me ter
look arter ole Miss and Miss Sally
Den de tears came in Mars Jeems's
eyes an he squoze my han an jump on
de flly | bin savin' fer imam gallop off.
/ knowd by de way he talk an de way
he look datdere wuz gwineter be sho' huff
trubble,an' 80 begun fer ter put de house
in order, as de sCrpter sez. got all de
cattle an de hOsses tOgedder an driven
over to de TO- mile place. l made pen
in de swamp an dar put de hogs, an l
haul nine waggin loads Nv con an weat
au' fodder to de crib on de fo' mile place,
an cen groun' my ak.
'Bimeby, one day here come de Yank-
ees. Dey jes' swarmed all over keration.
De woods wuz full Nv um, an de road
Wuz full Nv um, and de yard wuz full Nv
um. done heerd dey wuz comm fore dey
got in sght,an l went to de we'll an wash
my face an hans, an den ! went an put
on my Sunday Cloze, an by de time de |
Yankees he'd arrove, | wuz settin' In ole
MISS room wild my ak tween my knees.
Dem Yankees, de jes' ransacked de
whole place but dey didn't come in de
hOuse,sn ole Miss she sed she hoped dey |
wouldn't, wen jes' den we hear steps on |
de poCh, an here come two young fellers |
wild strOps on dere shoulders an s'Ords
draggin' on de flO' an dere spurs ratlin' |
won't say | wuz skeered, boss, cause |
wuzn't, but had mighty funny feelin |
IN de naberhood Nv de gizzard.
Hello, ole mani sez one. Wat you |
dOin' in hereP' Ole Miss didn't turn her |
head, an Miss Sally look straight at de
fer.
''Well. boss, sez l I bin cuttin' some
wood for ole Miss, an l jest stop fer ter
won my hans little
Hit is cole, dats fac, sez he. Den
got up an went an stood behine ole
Miss and Miss Sally, leanin' on my ak.
De man wat wuz talkin ter me, he went
up ter de fer, an lean over an WON his
hans. Fus' thing you know he raise up
sudden like an ray:
''W'at dat on yu' ax2'
Oats de fer shinin, on it, sez l.
4 thought it wuz blood, SEE he, an
den he laft.
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