The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1883-08-03
Uncle Remus as a Voter.

Uncle Remus as Voter.
81 hope you all young gentermens is
we'll" said Uncle Remus, as he entered
the editorial rooms of the Constitution the
other day. II mighty poly myself but
dat amt bender me from hopin' dat
yuther folks is keepin' way from de doc
tor shops. Many en- many is de po'
creetur wat done bin ter de doctor shops
one time too much. Yit look at me, l
bin dar mighty nigh much ez anybody,
an Miss Sally says deys lots er hard work
in me yit, 'vidin' anybody kin git it out
er me. In my young days use ter year
talk dat de highest road to de berryin'-
groun' wuz 'roun' by de doctor shop,
but spite DIES dat l keeps on taking der
truck, an l amt see datit do me no harm.
Eff any you young gentermens. gifts ter
feeling low down in de sperets, en- sorter
quare in de naborhoods er de gizzard,
you DIES rack,'roun' to Mars Dock Alex
ander en- git some or dem ar quiernine
en- blue mast pills, en- eff dey don't set
you up, you kin DIES lay de blame onter
me. When ole Miss was live, de doc
tor'd come 'roun' bout dis time er year,
en- all de niggers, little en- big, 'ud haf-
ter come up en- git dost er jollup en-
callymel; but desc days you gotter hunt
de doctor up en- git piece er paper en-
beat 'roun' town twel you kin fine some
un fer ter mix up de truck"
Uncle Remus paused, and then broke
into loud laugh.
"Wat de name er goodness is doin'p
DIES crope up yer for ter ak you all
young gentermens sumpin' en- yer l is
runnin' on like catbird in peach or
clark. L dunner how you all is, but
amt got no time fer ter be projickin."
"Gracious Heavens!'' exclaimed one
He says he hasn't got time! Won't
somebody lead him out and ask him to
call again and say one word-one little
word-when he has got time?"
ZEN needer is 1 got time fer ter be run
min on longer you ALL" Uncle Remus
retorted Indignantly. "You all kin take
yo' share an split dem ar newspapers
wide open, but ole Remus can't take no
shears en- cut truck outer ter folks gyar-
dian, kase eff did dey'd slap de law on
me. En- eff l amt got no time fer ter
stan yer en- talk, co'se Iain't got no time
fer ter be gwine terlaw. Dat guardian out
dar at Yves Fen calm me right now, en-
amt got minute ter spar'-dat amt"
Suppose you 60 down in the frees
CAPE" some one suggested, but Uncle
Remus ignored the hint.
''Man down dar on de street AK how l
gwine vote dis time, en- DIES ruined up
yer fer ter Ak you all gentermens eff dey-
er gwinter be n'er lection in de NUM-
ted States er Georgy."
."Why of course there isr'
"Now, amt dat too muchp" eXclaim-
| ed Uncle Remus with unmistakable Bit
terness. MAN 90 up en- vote, en- he amt
got time ter change his cloze TO he got
ter rack up en- vote ag'in."
"Why, haven't you heard.about Boyn-
ton, Bacon and the rest?'
II year Miss Sally readin' out names
en- dates, en-'sputin' longer Mars. John,
but tuck de idee dey wuz one er deze
yer cake-walks gwine on up dar."
''Up WHEREOF
Cup dar whar de sleepin' kyars comes
fun; some'rs up dar."
"He seems to be thoroughly familiar
with the geography of our common coun-
try" remarked one of the young men.
Uncle Remus grinned broadly.
81 lay dey don't fool me on de cake
walk, kaze dey wuz a niggar man in one
un um; but wat poster me is deZe yel
'lections follerin' after one or n'er DIES
lax drove of sheep. Eve'y time dey
comes, old Remus gifts in trouble wuss
en- wuss."
"Why so?'
"Dcs kaze. Mars. John en- Miss Sally
gifts ter 'sputin' bout witch de hes man,
en- den dey comes after me. Hits RE.
mus, how you gwine ter voteP en- No
you amt. en- Yes you is, ontwel DIES
natally gifts wo' out Hits pull en- haul,
pull en- haul, day in en- day out en- /
amt got no peace er min twel lection
day done gone. Miss Sally say vote dish
yer way, Mars. John say vote at ar way,
en- wen dat de case, wat q old niger
like me gwine ter do?'
"Well, how did you vote, after alp"
''Dat wat | want to know; dat DIES
zackly wat I'm after. Mars John, he
low he de boss, yit notices dat wen
Miss Sally say amt gwine to git no
gravy on my grits dey amt no gravy
dar, en- de man wat kin eat grits with
out gravy is got mo- strenk in his STUN
mick dan Wat is. From dis out 'twel
after de lection done good en- gone you
kin DIES put it down dat de rheumatic
done struck me in de j'ints, en- hit'll be
dat servigous dat / can't move skacely.
En- eve'y time they say vote I'm gwine
ter grunt en- groan like one er deze yer
Wes' Pint ingines. But, shoe! 1 amt
got time fer ter be runnin' on yer wild
you all joel Chandler Harris, in
atlanta Constitution.