The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1878-12-21


Dey takes rale good lickin-
De folks gifts down: an den watch out
For hommerin an kickin'.
Dey blows upon dey hands,
Den filings 'em wild de nails up,
Jumps up an cracks dey heels,
An pruzntly dey sails up,
An makes dem oxen hump deysef,
BY twistin' all dey tails up!
In this our age of printers ink
'Tis books that show us how to think
The rule reversed and set at naught,
That held that books were born of thought;
We form our minds by pedants rules;
And all we know is from the schools;
And when we work. or when we play,
We do it in an ordered way
And Natures self pronounce ban on,
Whene er she dares transgress canon.
JJntrammeled thus, the simple race is,
That "works the craps on cotton-places!
Original in act and thought,
Because unlearned and untaught,
Observe them at their Christmas party.
How unrestrained their mirth-how hearty!
How many things they say and do
That neverwould occur to you!
See Brudder Brown-whose saving grace
Would sanctify quarter-race-
Out on the crowded floor advance,
To beg blesSin' on dis dance
Mahsr! let dis gath'rn fin blessin in 20 sight
Don't jedge us hard for what we does-you knows
it's Chrismus night;
An Al de balunce OBJ de yeah, we does as rights we
kin
Eff dancinx grong-oh, Mahsr let de time excuse
de sin
ye la,ors in dc vineya'd-workin' hard, an workin'
true
Now, shorely you wont notus, Of we eats grape or
two,
An takes a leetle holiday-a leetle restin spell
Bekase mex week, wen Start in fresh, an labor
twice as well.
Remember Mahsr-min' dis now-de sinfulness OBJ
Is pendin' pom de spcrrit what we goes an does
An in righchis frame oh min ives gwine to dance
and sing:
A-Seeling like King David, when he cut de pigeon
wing.
1t seems to me-indeed it dol mebbe mout be
wrong
That people rally ought to dance, when chrismus
comes along;
Dey dance bekase deys happy-like de birds hops in
de trees
De pine top fiddle soundin to de bowin oh de breeze
We has no ark TO dance arore, like Isruls prophet
We has no harp to SCUM lie chords TO hOlp us out to
But 'cordin' TO de gif's has we does de bes' we
knows
An folks don't 'sp:se de yilethowr bekase it amt
de rose.
You bless us. please sab, chen eff Yves doing wrong
tonight;
Kase den wen need de blessin' morep eff ives dom
right;
An let de blessin stay wild u.s. untel come to die
An goes to keep our Chrsmus wild dem sherifs in
de skyl
Yes, tell dem preshis anjuls ives gwine to jne EN-
soon:
Our voices ives arainin for to sing de glory tune;
Yves ready when you wants US, an it aint no matter
when
o Mahsr! call yo' chillen soon, an take EN- home!
Amen.
The rev rend man is scarcely through,
When all the noise begins anew,
And with such force assaults the ears,
That through the din one hardly hears
Old Fidding Josey sound his A.
Correct the pitch-begin TO play
Stop satisfed-then, with the bow,
Rap out the signal dancers know:
ca 90 pdrdHers Just klrdHaion!
stomp yo' feet, an raise EN- high;
Tune is: "0hl dat water-million!
Ciwine 10 git to home bime-bye."
jS'lde 90 pdydReTs !-scrape perlitely-
Don't be bumpin gin de res
Balance all !-ncw, step out rightly; -
Alluz dance yo' lebbel beE. -
F0todd todh i-whoop up, nggersi
Back dg'm!-don't be so1slow-
,Stciag coadhs mia de fggers;
When hollers, den 20 go.
Top tGdies crps ober!
HoP ogs till takes dram
Gela,goh s0Iof-yes, Use sober
KANT say hoy de fiddle am
/9ttads around -hoF up yo' faces,
Don't be lookin' at yo' feetl
s,ring yo pdrdners 10 go pldcesi
OATS de way-dats hard to beat
Sides fo'lC'd !-wheIi you's ready
Make bow as lows you KIM
jSeing aerost rid opp site LADY,
Sow well let you swap agin:
ladies change !-shet up dat talkin;
Do 20 talkin' arter while
Right an lef',-dop't want no waikiki
Make yo steps, an show 20 style!
And 50 the ''set" proceeds-its iesgth
Determined by the dancers strength;
And all agree to yield the palm
For grace and Skill TO "Georgy SAM"
who stamps 10 hard, and leaps so high,
@Des watch himy' is the wond'ring cry
ode Niger mus be, for fac
Own cousin to jumpin jiackF
On, on, the restless fiddle sounds
Still chorus ID by the ours and hounds
Dance after dance succeeding fast,
Till SUPPER is announced at last.
TbAt scene-but why attempt to show it?
The most inventive modern poet
in fine new words whose hope and trust is,
Could form no phrase TO do it justicel
When supper ends-that is not soon
The fiddle strikes the same old tnne5
The dancers pound the floor again,
with all they haye Of might and main;
Old gossips, almost turning pale,
Attend Aunt Cassy's gruesome tale
ofconjurors and ghosts and devils.
That in the smoke-house hold their reyelss
Each drowsy baby droops his head.
Yet acorns the very thought of bed -
So wears the night; and wears so fast,
All wonder when they find 1t passed,
AID hear the signal sound, to go,
From what few cocks are left to crow.
Then one and AL, you hear them shout
aHi Bookerl foteh de banjo ont
An glib US ono song fore we goes
One oh de berry bes' you knowsl"
ResDonding to the welcome call,
He takes kbe banjo from the wall,
And tunes DIS strings with skin and care
Then strikes them with masters air;
And tolls, in melody and fbrme,
This legend OF the oldep time<