Smyrna times., 1883-07-04
Uncle Remus Tries the Telephone.

Uncle Remus Tries the Telephone.
One night recently, as Uncle Remus's
Miss Sally was sitting by the fire sew
ing and singing softly to herself, she
heard the old man come into the back
yard and enter the dining-room, where
bright fire was still burning in the
CRATE. Everything had been cleared
away. The cook had gone and the
house-girl had disappeared, and the
little boy was asleep. Uncle Remus
had many privileges in the house of
the daughter of his old mistress and
master, and one of them was to warm
himself by the dining room fire when
ever he felt lonely, especially at night.
To the lady there was a whimsical sug-
gestion of pathos in everything the old
negro said and did; nevertheless, her
attitude toward Uncle Remus was one
of bustling criticism and depreciation.
By leaning back in her chair little
she could see him as he sat before the
fire enjoying the warmth.
81 should think it was time for you
to be in bed," she exclaimed.
"No'm, 'taint," responded Uncle
Remus. 81 year dat wen ole folks git
ter bed soon, dey feelin's bin hurted, en-
goodness knows dey amt nobody
hurted my feelin's dis day"
"Well, there isn't anything in there
that you can pick up. I've had every
thing put under lock and key"
"Yessum, dey is sumpin ne'r in yer
too, kaze yer Mars John supper settin
right down yer fo' de fer, en- little mo
. hit 'ud a bin dry sprang up if 1 hadn'
a drapt in des wen did. Iyear Mar
John tell dat ar nigger oman dat yol
call yo' cook fer ter have i'm some frieC
E aigs fer supper; en- eff deze amt friet
y and dried / amt never see none wa
/ is. Wen Mars John come you kin Sc
a plum in dar Ell year i'm crack um II
in his mouf same lax cow chawin' fod
der. Las Sat'dy night Mars job
fotch some fried listers home, en- eff dis
. yer nigger oman stays on dis hill man
mo' days, he ull git all his vittles cool
ed down town and fetch it home in
Il baskit. Whar Mars John now?"
Just then there was a call at tn
telephone. The little gong rattle
away like house was on fire. As I'll
lady went to answer it, Uncle RENT
arose from his chair and crept ON h
:, tiptoos to the door that opened in
the sitting room. He heard his Mi
Sally talking.
"Well, what's wanted. Oh! is tn
you? Well, couldn't imagine. N
Fast asleep too long ago to talk abou
Why, of course! No! Why should
a. frightened? l declare you ought to
ashamed! Remus is here. Two hour
s,s' l think you are horrid mean! By-by
We Uncle Remus stood looking susl
ciously at the telephone after his NJ
Sally had turned away.
!, "Miss Sally" he said presently, W
you talkin' ter Mars John?"
Certainly. Who did you suppos'
WASP"
ed. "Wharbouts wuz Mars John?"
"At his Office"
y "Way down var on Yallerban
street?"
eyes"
At this piece of information I'm
'@ Remus emitted a groan that was full
W doubt and pity and went into the d
ing-room. His Miss Sally laugh
and then an idea seemed to strike /
s. She called him back and went again
the telephone.
"Is that you, Central? Please C
1S meet eleven-forty with fourteen-sixt
There was huttering sound in the
strument, and then the lady So
"Yes, it's me. Here's Remus. J
but he wants to talk to you"
. "Here, Remus, take this and pu
to your ear. Here, simpleton, it W,
,,,o hurt you"
n Uncle Remus took the ear piece
handled it as though it had bee
loaded pistol. He tried to look il
2l1y both ends, and then he placed it at
v ear and grinned sheepishly, He hG
- thin, sepulchral, but familiar v
~ calling out, "Hello, RemusW and
N sheepish grin gave place to an exp
sion of uneasy establishment.
"Hello, Remus! HellO-ello-ello-'
G o-Op
"Is dat you, Mars John"
"Of course it is, you handy-lel
.ehes, old william. I have no time to
have standing here. What do you wa
d q ,Ee Re "How in de name er God you g
, dar, Mars John?"
SIN where?"
ny re- SIN dish yer-in dish yer al
Street, ratus."
anu "oh, you be fiddlestick J Wha
you want?p
sea- "Mars John, kin you see me,
she all dark in dar?"
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