The Indianapolis leader. (Indianapolis, Ind.) 1879-1890, 1880-07-31
wuz year 60 witch knows amt. OATS

wuz year go, witch knows l amt OATS
wat"
"What is it, Uncle Remus2"
IL know Mars John bin drivin' ChOlly
sorter hard terday, en- / say ter myself dat
I'd drsp roun' bout dus' en- fling nudder
year or corn in de trof en- kinder gin i'm
techin' up wild de kurrier -koam; en- bless
gracious I amt bin in de lot mon minnit
70 l seed sump'n was wrong wild de boss, en-
sho' huff dar wuz his name fuller witch STIR
rups"
"Full of what, Uncle Rcnus2"
"Fuller witch stirrups, honey. Amt you
seed no witch-stirrups? Well, wen you see
two stran' or ha'r tied tugedder in boss
name, dar you see witch-stirrup, en- mon
dat, dat boss dun been rid by um.'
do you reckon they have been riding
Charley2" inquired the little boy.
Goose honey. Tooby sho' dey Is. Wat
else dey bin doin?"
"Did you ever see witch, Uncle Remus?"
''Dat amt needer yer nor dar. Wen l
see coon track in de branch, know de coon
bin long dar"
The argument seemed unanswerable, and
the little boy asked with tone of conf
dence:
"Uncle Remus, what are witches like?"
"Dey comes diffunt,' responded the eau
tious old darkey. "Dey comes en- dey cuniun
foxes. Squinch owl holler eve'v time he see
a witch, en- wen you hear de dog howlin' in
de middle err dc night, one un um's mighty
ap'ter be prowlin 'roun Cunjun foxes kin
| tell witch de minnit dey lays der eyes on
| it, but dem wat amt cunjun, hits mighty
hard ter tell wen dey see one, kaze dey
might come in de 'pearance un a cow on all
kinder beas's. And l amt bin useter cum
jun myself, but bin Twin long huff fer ter
know wen you meets up wild big black cat
| in de middle of de road, wild yallar eyeballs,
dars yo' witch fresh fun de Ole Boy. En- fud-
dermor'I know dat tain't proned inter no dogs
fer to koch de rabbit W at uses in the berryin'-
groun'. Dey er de mos ungodlies' creeturs
| wat you ever laid eyes on" continued Uncle
Remus, with JUNCTION. "Down dar in Putmon
County yo'Unk Jeems he make like he gwine
ter ketch wunner dem dark graveyard rab.
bits Sho' huff, out he goes, en- the dogs
amt no mon got ter de place 70 up jump dc
ole rabbit right 'monst 'em, en- after runnin
'roun' time or two she skip right up tel
Mars. Jeems, en- Mars. Jeems he DIES put de
gun-bairl right on FER en- damned aloose
Hit tore up the groun' all 'roun', en- de dogs
dey rush up, but dey want no rabbit dar
but bimeby Mars. Jeems he seed de dog
tuckin' der tails tween der legs, eli he lool
up and dar wuz de rabbit caperin' round OIL
tombstone, en- wild dat Mars. Jeems say b,
sorter feel like de time donecome wed yo
gran ma was spectin' un hin home, en- h'
call of de dogs en- put ont. But dem WI;
ha'nts. Witches is dees kinder of foxes wa
kin drap der body en- change inter cat en- I
wolf en- all kinder creeters."
"Papa says there amt any witches" tn,
little boy interrupted.
"Mars. John amt live long ez I is" sale
Uncle Remus by way of comment. al
amt bin broozin' 'roun' all hours er de nigh
en- day. know'd niger witch his bre
wuz witch, kase he Jpn tole me how h
tack'n kyo'd i'm; en- he kyo'd i'm good
mon."
slow was that?' inquired the little boy.
'Hit seem like" continued Uncle Remus
"dat witch-fokes is got slit in de back e
de neck, en- wen dey wanter change derse'i
dey des pull de hide over der head same e
if twuz shut, EN- dar dey is."
"Do they get out of their skins2" asked tn
little boy in an awed tone.
''Tooby sho. honey. You see yo' pa pul
his shut off? Well, OATS des zackly de wa
dey duz But dish yer niger wat Pm tellir
you bouts he kyo'd his brer de ve'y fus pas
he made at him. Hit got so dat foxes in d
settlement didn't have no peace. De chillun
'ud wake up in de mawnins wild der ha'
tangle up, en- wild scratches on UNI like de
bin thoo brier patch, twel bimeby one da
dis niger he low dat he'd set up Cat nigh
en- keep his eye on his brer; en- sho' huff da
night, DEE ez de chickens wuz CROWN g
twelve, up jump de brer an pull eff hi
skin en- sail out'n de house in de shap
un bat, en- wat duz de niger do bu
grab up de hide en- turn it wrongsud out'ard
en- sprinkle it wild salt. Den he lay down e
watch fer ter see wat de news wuz gwin
ter be. Des TO day yer come a big black ca
in de do, and de niger he git up, he did, g
driv her way. Bimeby yer come bi
black dog snuffin' 'roun', en- de niger II
wild chunk en- damned i'm side er de heat
Den a squinch owl lit on de koam er d
house, en- de niger jam de shovel in de FIR
en- make i'm few away. Last yer come
great big black wolf, wild his eyes shinil
like fre-coals, en- he grab de hide and rus
out. 'Twan't long to- de niger hear hi
brer hollerin' en- squallin', en- he tuck ligh
he did, en- went out, ell dar wuz his bre
wallerin' on de groun' squirmin' roun
kaze de salt on de skin wuz stingin' wuss' c
he had his britches lined wild yaller-j ecket.
By mex mornin' he got he could sorte
snuhle along, Dut ne gun up cungun', en-
der wuz emmy mo- witches in dat settlement
dey KEEP mighty close, en- dat niger he ain
skunt hisself no mo- not endurin' or m
'membunce"
The result of this was that Uncle Remu
had to take the little boy by the hand and g
with him to the ''big house." which the OLE
man was not 10th to do; and when the chile
went to bed he lay awake long time ex
pecting an unseemly visitation from som
mysterious source. Itsoothed him, however
to hear the strong, musical voice of his sabl
patron, not very far away, wrestling, so t
speak, with lusty tune; and to this accom-
paniment the little boy dropped asleep:
'Hit's eighteen hunder'd, forty -en.eight,
Christ done made dat crooked way straight
En- don't wsnter stay here no longer;
Hits eighteen hunder'd, forty-en mine,
Christ done turned dat water inter wine
En- don't wanter stay here no longer"
Dishonesty OF French Servants.