St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1884-08-16
How Uncle Abe, Of Alabama, kecov.
cred His Pullet.

cred HIS Pullet.
"De circumventions and de cir.
tumambertations of dis here piisint
genration am pas my compre-
tensions" exclaimed old Abe as he
entered his cabin and held up for in
spection chicken partly denuded OF
its feathers.
Call dem wurds ober agin, daddie,
said young Jake, throwing his hand be-
hind his ear as if very suddenly afflicted
with deafness.
"Whar's yer larning, boy?" testify
replied the old man. 'You'se dun bin
tending dat skule desc pas two years
and it pears like rs how you amt larnt
nuting but i'll manners, you young var
mint
"Woll, dad" coolly retorted the
youngster, Il is de brag scholar OF dat
skule, but it strikes me dat dem jaw
smashers what you jist mentioned amt
no whar in my dicturhary, but you was
dedicated long afore l was born and
dem words may be fus-class spressions.
so taint no use to take teller up SO
short like"
'Hole yer tongue, jake" COM
manded old Rachel. land let your
daddie tell us as how he dun got 'ses-
sion OBJ dat puilet what dun bin gone
desc hull two days"
"Wall," began the old man. II hab
my 'spicions bout dis here chicken.
but amt say much. l jis' lie low and
watch de case. links /, Brudder Dick
bin . powerful ham on de stealing
question. and don't see as how his
'ligion dun prove him any, so l jis
keep my eve on his motions. Jis' now,
rs was a 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, bress God, / seed de old sinner jis'
a taring de feders outen dat pullet.
Den walked back few steps and sot
up singing, too: and when | gets to
his house / hollers out: 'Brudder
Dick. is you dar''
"Den he answers up. skeert like, Use
here. Brudder Abe. What's yer
pledger??'
".Fse cunning in to sit awhile, says
l, and shuffics about like dere is q
powerful site O. mud on my feet, kase
| was boun' fer to hab leetIe fun, and
wanted to glib de ole man time to hide
de puliet.
"When l goes in. Brudder Dick was
ies' shoven basket of fedders under
de bed. .Hab a cheer, brudder, says
he, powerful perlite. Use sure glad fun
ter see yer. Bring dat cheer higher to
dc fiah.'
'.Den we talks and talks, and while
was looking roun' sees piece OBJ da,
pullet a sticking outer his pocket. ,
:Brudder Dick SAYS .dus you carry 9
rabbit foot for good luck? And gin 8
grab fur de chicken; but no. bress d.
Lord, the ole man too peart fur me ant
he clap he hand on his pocket and b,
holler out: Don't tech my rabbit foot
kase you spile all my luck!'
..Dat's de truff, say L: den I sot II
thinking how l was gwine to get da
pullet outen dat pocket
.Arter awhile says I: 'Brudde
Dick, Use dun los dat fine Plymouth
Rock pullet what | sot so much stor,
BY
"sYou amt tell me so. he plies, in
nercent like as dove; how dot dul
happen. brudder!'
~ can't in no wise tell says I, 'bu
1 bress de n;ggah what eats da
chicken, kase dun put de ebil spell ol
it, and it is conjured clar to de back
bone. is shure seen dat pullet afor
now stan on its head and walk on it
TAIL
".You amt say so,' he 'sclaims. an
, his eyes look like dey wus gwine to po
outen his head, and see him hitc
, back his coat like he wus skeert fur d
pocket to touch him. Thinks l, ole man
you'se all right now, and l tells hir
good night and leabs.
"Den hides ahind tree fur to Sc
, what he gwine fur to do next land bime
by he Gums to de door and peep out
, he amt see nobody and he gin a ru
and flung de chicken inter my yard
Den hear he say to hisself: If dat der
> chicken is conjured is dun fixed up ol
} man Abe's dog, kase Cash is bour
: fur to eat it afOre mornin'.' Den h
slips in de house and gifts to dat pullt
3 in a hurry, and here it is now ready fu
!, de cooking, old oman. Ha! ha. ha!
: laughed the negro, 81 is cunning as
Q coon: it is hard to kotch up wild d
uiggah."
"You're right dar," acquiesced h
wife, while young Jake, with know
ing grin, quietly asked: "Daddie, ain
. dis here de little speckled chicken yo
made me run down and kotch dat SUI
: day Miss Amy and de boss dun bee
gone to church?'
: "Hole yer tongue, you meddlesom
Young rascal. you is so chock full I
bigotness and circumwentiOns you
: mighty nigh unsportable. Desc hel
, children what am dun bin brung u
q since slabery times is gotten clar QUITE
. my comprehension"
4 81 is kotch up wild de facts of d
ting" muttered old Dick, who ha
a slipped in Abe's yard to see what etfe,
: Ahe conjured pullet would have on Casl
o He hearing the old man talking, ha
I peeped through the crack and see
9 how cunningly he had been cheated o.
b of his chicken supper.
:, "Ill git eben wild de ole coon yit,
= he mentally calculated, and spying
9 stray chicken roosting near, he de,
d trously transferred it to his capaciol
o pocket without any outcry from Il
feathery prisoner. and he pleeful