The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1884-07-12
How Uncle Abe, Of Alabama, RecOVs
cred His Pullet.

administrations of dis here plisint
genration am pas my compre-
tensions" exclaimed old Abe as he
entered his cabin and held up for in
spection a chicken partly denuded of
its feathers.
Call dem wurds ODER agin, daddie,"
said young Jake, throwing his hand be-
hind his ear as if very suddenly afflicted
with deafness.
"Whar's yer farming, boy?" testify
replied the old man. ''YOu'se dun bin
tending dat skule desc pas two wears
and itpears like as how you amt larnt
nuting but i'll manners, you young var
mint.
"Wol, dad" coolly retorted the
yOungster, II is de brag scholar of dat
skule, but it strikes me dat dem Jaw
smashers what YOU list mentioned amt
no whar in my dicturhary, but you was
dedicated long afore | was born and
dem words may be fus-class spressions,
so faint no use to take a teller up SO
short like"
Hole yer tongue, jake COM
manded old Rachel, land let your
daddie tell US as how he dun got SEES
sion oh dat pullet what dun bin gone
desc hull two days"
"Wall," began the old man, 81 hab
my 'spicions bout dis here chicken,
but amt say much. l jis' lie low and
watch de case. links l, Brudder Blck
bin a powerful han on de stealing
question, and | don't see as how his
'ligion dun prove him any, SO | jis'
keep my eye on his motions. Jis' now,
as was passing his house, ! hear a
mighty singing and patting OBJ be feet,
like Brudder. Dick feel monstrous
happy. Den peeps fro de crack and
dar, Dress God, | seed de old sinner jis'
a taring de feeders outen dat pullet.
Den walked back few steps and sot
up 4 singing, too; and when l gets to
his house | hollerS out: 'Brudder
Dick, is you dare
"Den he answers up, skeert-like, 'I'st
here, Brudder Abe. What's yel
pledger9'
"Tse cunning in to sit awhile, says
I, and | shuffles about like dere is q
powerful site O. mud on my feet, kase ]
was boun' fer to hab leetle fun, and
wanted to glib de ole man time to hide
de pullet.
"When | goes in, Brudder Dick was
jes' a shoven basket of fedders under
de bed. 'Hab cheer, brudder,' says
he, powerful perlite, Use sure glad fun
ter see yer, Bring dat cheer higher tC
de tiah.'
"Den we talks and talks, and while
was looking roun | sees piece OBJ dat
pullet q sticking outer his pocket
'Brudder Dick, says 'dus you carry &
rabbit foot for good luck" And gin g
grab fur de chicken; but no, Dress dc
Lord, the ole man too peart fur ME an.C
he clap he hand on his pocket and he
boiler out: Don't tech my rabbit foot
kase you Spite all my luck!'
"'Dat's de trun, say [; den sot tc
thinking how | was gwine to get da
pullet outen dat pocket.
''Arter awhile says I: 'Bruddel
Dick, Use dun los dat fine Plymouth
Rock pullet what | sot so much store
by
you amt tell me So he plies, in,
nercent like as a dove; 'how dot dur
happen, bruddern
Il can't in no wise tell says |, 'bu
l Dress de niggah what eats da
chicken, kase | dun put de ebil spell OF
it, and it is coniured clar to de back
bone. | is shure seen dat pullet aforC
now stan on its head and walk on it:
tail
''You amt say so, he 'sclaims, anC
his eyes look like dey wus gwine to por
outen his head, and l see him hitcf
back his coat like he wus Skeert fur dc
pocket to touch him. Thinks |, ole man
youse all right now, and tells hin
good night and leabs.
"Den hides ahind a tree fur to SCI
what he gwine fur to dOnext' land bime
by he Gums to de door and peep out
he amt see nobody and he gin rur
and flung de chicken inter my yard
Den | hear hesay to hisself: If dat derC
chicken is coniured | is dun fixed up oil
man Abe's dog, kase Cash is boun
fur to eat it afore mornin'' Den he
slips in de house and | gifts to dat pulle
in a hurry, and here it is now ready flu
de cooking, old oman. Ha! ha! hal
laughed the negro, 81 rs cunning as F.;
coon; it is hard to kotch up wild di
niggah.'
You're right dar," acquiesced hi
wife, while young Jake, with know
ing grin, quietly asked: ''Daddie, aim
dis here de little specbled chicken yol
made me run down and kotch dat Sun
day Miss Amy and de boss dun beef
gone to church,"
"Hole yer tongue, you meddlesom,
young rascal, you is so chock full o
bigotness and circumwentions YOU i
mighty nigh unsportable. Desc her
children what am dun bin brung III
since slabery times is gotten clar outel
my comprehension
81 is kotch up wild de facts of di
ting" muttered old Dick, who hat
slipped in Abe's yard to see what effec
the conjured pullet would have on Cash
He hearing the old man talking, haC
peeped through the crack and seel
how cunningly he had been cheated gu
OF his chicken supper.
"rll git eben wild de ole coon Wit,
he mentally calculated, and spying
stray chicken roosting near, he dex
trously transferred it to his capaciou
pocket without any cutlery from tn,
feathery prisoner, and he gleefull,
chuckled as he reflected, "Dat whel
it come to a pinch he reckon dat blacl