The New Orleans daily Democrat. [volume] (New Orleans, La.) 1877-1880, 1878-08-04
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kings and folks, and they wouldn't be-
made him take It back, and
''Tuk it back, huh? # I'd a been
| Gillyer-"
"Oh! they'd have killed him II he
| hadn't taken it back. But he said 1t
| turns anyhow!' sorter easy to himself,
YOU know. And ever since then the
world has turned 'round-I mean peo-
pile have known about it, you know"
Uncle Plohy was silent long time,
looking steadily at the chips; then he
raised his eyes to mine, laid the fore
| finger Of his right hand in the palm of
his left, and said solemnly:
.Quipple!"
"D'you b'lieve dat p
s'Of course [ doF'
"Why p
"'Cause it's the truth. -"
s'Who tole you, Quipple q
"Oh geography
sits book, Uncle Plony, and books
knows everything
SAN you say 1t resolves ev'y day ~
"Yes-reuolreS-tu 'round.'
"What time o. day do it turn roun'?"
SAIL day and all night. Tt never
stops"
eyes"
'sCl'ar roun' and roun'?"
"Yes-ius' like the mill-wheel."
"Like de mill wheel, huh?''
eyes"
"What turns it roun', den? A crik?"
COIL er-nothin, / reckon. 1t JUS
goes roun'.''
"Um! by itself ~
"I-I-m maybe the wind blows it
round, or maybe-maybe the Lord
pulls it round with q great big string,
you know"
AN what keeps everybody from fall
in off'n it?"
son! gravi-gravitation.'
"Oh, 'es. And what you say grabble-
qualification is, QnppIe?"
II said grdritdtiop, and [ told you it
isis what keeps everything from fell
in off Of the EARTH
sizes so."
After an intermission
"QuippIe! Look-a- herel You amt
foolin' Uncle Plony, is you?'
"Of course not"
'"Clar you ain 't?"
eyes. / declare amt"
San de worl' is goin roun' an roun'
like the zig Hill Hill " " lfeeeel 90
"Yes-only it goes faster"
AN it's a DOWN an oovin' dat way
right now?''
eyes. right now."
"Quipple, let us pray"
And thereupon Uncle Plony knelt
upon the ground, and, clasping one arm
about q sappling, raised his solemn
black face to heaven. and prayed:
80 Lawd Lawd O de New J'ruslum
stop us. stop us, 0 Lawd, stop us. We're
a-v'o'vin' Lawd, 'vo'viu' EASTERN de big
mill wheel! o Lawd, Quipple SAYS SO
and de jogafum says SO! and Giilyer
says SO? 0 Lawd, stop US frou sumpn
in de way! scotch de wheels? check us
up somehow, o Lawdi check us up?
We has vowed safe dis far, but it's
dangerous, o Lawd, it's DANCE Gus
Sumpn mout break, 0 Lawd, and we
nout collision into sumpn. and den, O
Lawd, wizard we be? An dc grabble-
grabbLe traces mout git loose. and den
we'd fall kerslOSh into de bottom Of
ev'rything. LaWd "a mercy and bring
! us to q haiti Amen!'
[ laughed at the beginning Of Uncle
Plony's prayer, but the old man waXed
so fervent and SO terribly in earnest
that almost ere [ knew it., half flight
ened and wholly awed. silently bowed
my head by the side Of Uncle Plonv.
His petition concluded, Uncle Plony
| arose to his feet, wiped the sweat from
| his face, and, taking me by the hand,
said gravely:
Come, Quipple, we'd better git in
| side de 'ouse, | reck II. -
| And that was the end of my lecture
for that evening.
Next morning Uncle Plony called me
out before breakfast, aud with mystic.
rous look told me he had sssumpin' tc
show" me. I accompanied him to the
stables, and there, opening his coat, he
disclosed to me two immense turkey
wings. one beneath each arm.
See dem, Quipple?'
| saw them.
well, what you s'pose dey fur?"
/ could't possibly guess.
$50 ease de fail, boy; ease the fall
You sect de grabble-grabble traces
was to ex-aecidentall glib way an wos
to start to fallin,' wy I'd jes off wild my
coat, and wild one O. desc under my
arms-dis way-I'd fall heap slower =
| sorter ker-foat like, you know, Quip
pie. you mus git you some quiekl"
finally induced him to dispense with
the turkey wings; but the old man still
prays that the grabble traces may no!
come loose.
| Up to the present time the French Chamber
| of Deputies has invalidated SO OF the elected
| back. So have been superseded by Republicans
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