The Dickinson press., 1883-10-13

GA n01 AliShcIAll Ao year SOuo yuLu-
er kind er fuss. Hit mighty kuse kind
er fuss. Clinkity, clinkelinkle! Man
low:
"Iey! who stealin' my money?"
"Yit he keep his head kiyrud w'iles
he lay en- listen. He year de win blow,
en- den he year dat yuther kinder fuss
Clinkity clinck, clinkity, clinkalinkle!
Well den,. he fling off de kivver en- sot
right up. in de bed. He look, he amt
see nothin." De fire flicker en- flar' en-
de win blow. Man 90 en- put chain en-
bar cross de do. Den he 90 back to
bed, en- he stint mon to tote his head on
de pillar tell he year de yuther fuss
clink, clink, clinkity, clinkalinkle! Man
rise up, he amt seen nothin' tall.
Mighty Quare!
"Des bout time he gwine ter lay down
gin, yer come de fuss-clinkity, clinka-
linkle. Hit SCUM like it on de mantel.
shel.uf; let lone dat, hit SCUM like it in
de tin box on de mantel-shel-uf: let
lone dat hit SCUM like de money in de
tin box on de mantel-shel-ut, Man
say;
Ma look; no rat dar. He shet up
the box, en- set it down on de shel-uf.
Time he do dat yer come de fuss-clink-
itty, clinkity, clinkalinkle! Man open
de box en- look at de money. Dem two
silver dollars layin' in dar DIES like he
put UNI. .Wiles de man dun dis, look
IKE ne KIN year sump'n say way off
money!"
"Man, he sot de box back on de shell.
uf, en- time he put it down he wear
de money rattle-clinkity, clinkalinkle.
clink-en dem fun way off yander
sunp'n say:
"Oh, GIN me my money! I want my
"Well, den, de man git skeer'd sho
nutf, en- he got er flat inn en- put on de
tin box, en- den run en- jump in de bed.
He DIES know dey's q booger comm.
Time he git in bed en- kivver his head,
de money rattle loud er, en- su,np'n cry
way off yander:
money!"
"Man, he shake en- he SILVER; one
hit clink en- rattle; booger hit hooler en-
cry. Booger come ~closter, o clink
louder, Man shake wusser. Money saw
.Clinkty, clinka'inklel' Booger cry,
oh, gimme money, money. Man boiler,
ooh. Lordy, Lordy!"
"Well den, hit keep on dis away, tell
dreckly Man year de do open. He
been fun und' de kivver, en- in walk de
Oman Wat he done bury in de buryin'
groun.' Man shive! en- SILVER, win blow
en- blow, money rattle en- rattle. Oman
" en- cry. 'Buzz-zoo-o.o-o!' seq de
Yin; 'clink. clink!' seq de box; sOh, gin
me my money! SEE de Conan; oh, Lor.
dy" says de Man. Oman year de money,
but look like she amt can see, en- she
grop.e 'roun' wild Ell ham hist in de al
Here Tidy stood up, pushed her chair
BACK WITH her foot, raised her arms
over her head, and leaned forward in
"Win' blow, fer flicker. monev rattla
'roun', en- say, Gin me my moneyi o.
who got my money!"
'Tildy advanced a few steps.
Money, look like it gwlne ter tar de
tin box all ter flinders. Oman grope en-
cry, erope en- cry, tell bimeby she Jump
on de man en- holler: ~
You got my money!"
AS She reached this climax, 'Tildy
sprang at Daddy Jack and seized him,
and Tor a few moments there was con.
siderable confusion in the corner. The
little boy was frightened, but the col
lapsed appearance of Daddy Jack con.
vutsed him with laughter. The old
African was very angry. His little eyes
glistened with momentry malice, and he
shook his cane t~hreateningly at 'Tildy.
The latter coolly adjusted her earrings,
as she exclaimed:
"Dar, now! I know'd I'd git even
w;d de ole vilyun. Come a-callin' me
pidjin.toed!"
"Better keep yo' eye on i'm, chile,n
said Aunt Tempy. "He witch you, sho."
witch who? Eff he come wltchin'
'roun' me l lay I break his back. l tell
you dat, right pine-blank."
Copyright. 1883, by Joel Chandler
Harris. All rights reserved.