Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1888-04-15
A GREAT DINNER.
The Astonishsd Darky's Unexpected Guest
The strargs Gentleman In the Buggy
Who Liked Plain Fare,

Inc Astou'snSu LARRY ueAptctou ouos'
The Strargs Gentleman In the Buggy
Who Liked Plain Fare.
OPT P. Read in ArkGasdp TrGreLsr.
IL seed er wife mar luther day dat for
er vile l thought acted sorter cuis," said
an old negro to an acquaintance whom he
had just met at a country store in Ken
lucky. II WIZ out in de fiel' breckin' up
Ian wen 'lopg come er genermsp in er
buggy. He got cut, he did, an elm ober
de fence, an ez he come up ter war I WIZ
turnin' my bosses 'roun', / seed dat he wo'
monstus fine clozs. Now thiuks /, he's
er canerdate fur ledge, ur suthirg O. de
soft, an he's ONE ont yere ter ak
NE ter vote fur him, but femme tell you, /
aim got no time Ter fool erroun' wild can
erdatss. l got ter brock up dis Ian eff l
wants ter git any CON planted He cone
up, an, after speakin' ter me stood fur
some time 10 he said ersnder word. Den
says he, Uncle, you 90 ober dar an set
down AMI let me plough er roun' ur two l
laughed at him, l did, an says, Law, me,
genermau, You Kali plough but be tuck
uOlbh C ptNuku al 9 oh OluCh bG hOSoCcs
l seen den dat be did know how ter plough,
an l wentinto de corner of de fence an sot
down on er chunk an leaned mer back sgin
de rails. Bless yo' life, honey, der amt no
tellin' how long I'd set in de cornder o.
de fence eff l had somebody ter do my
ploughin' fur me. l drapped off to sleep,
an doan know how long I would er slep'
eff er ole mule ober in eruuder feel hsdn'ter
come up an stuck his mouf through de
crack O. de fence an 'gunter nibble at my
garments. 1 got up, an' de man wuz still
ploughin'. He wpz er hummid' er tune
dat l hearn erlopg time ergo, an | walked
fotch my dinner out in er basket, an 1
driv de HOSES up in de ccrnder o. de fence
an gin EN- some oats.
"'Whut you got fur dinner?' says he.
II tuck de kiver off'n de basket, an dar
WIZ some greet big pones o. CON braid,
wild de prints O. mel wite's fingers on 'em,
an dar wuz some turuip green's, bid wid
er chunk O. middlin' an some CON meal
dumplin's, an dar wuz also a yaller pitch
er full o. buttermilk. I thought dat man
gwine to tske er fit wen he sead dem vi
dults.
"'LoOk here he says, 'w'ut you take
fur dis dinner?'
"Ob,' 81, faint wuth nuthin'. We's
sorter po' a. my house, an we kai' 'fo'd
we'at braid an pie an fraish meat
lis all dis with two dollars?" says he.
my greshus, wife man, w'ut you
come roun' yere maxim fun o. my vidults
far? Two dollars? WY you know dis
amt with er quarter
"'Wall,' says he, no matter whut de
dinner is with ter you, I'll gin you two
dollars fur it, an he tuck out two silver
dollars an handed 'em to me, an I know
dat my eyes mos popped outen my head.
Take de vidults,' 81, take de vidults, eff
you amt foolin' wild me- He tuck up de
basket an went ober an sot down on de
groun' un'er de box-elder bushes. l stood
an looked at him, an l thought dat |
nebsr did see er mae eat SO.
"'Pears TO he 'joyin' yerse'f,' says l.
"'Yas,' says he, mo den l has for 10
year.
"'Er man mus he powerful haungry
ter cat dat sorter Vidults wild SIGH er ap-
pertite. Wy, sab, you could 90 on inter
town, erbcut & miles fun yere, an go ter
dat tavern an git suthin' good sho huff
fur 80 cents
"You couldn't git SIGH er meal ez dis
yere at er tavern, no matter how much
money you pays says he. 'Y>u amt been
libiu' we're long, hez you, ole MANI"
".No, sab, not 80 mighty long. Moved
from Butler county over yere bout five
year ergo
did you ever yere o. Cyrus W. Hell
%linsworth?"
"'Whut, de man dat owns all deze rail-
roads throughout de country
yes
"'0h, vas, sab, Is yered O. him
"'Wall, Is de man.
"Go way, man; YOU doan mean dat.
Come tell me dat er man w'ut got all dem
railroads. an w'ut ken git chicken an
w'eat braid, wants ter eat sich vidults ez
disl"
"'Ole man. says he, rs de pussen.
Wen / wuz CT boy I lister plough il dis
Ael'. i wuz bon i'll er ole log 'ouse dat
stood mp yander on dat hill, an drunk
water outen dat spring down yander. Dis
is the fust time Is been in dis neighbor-
hood for % year, an yistidy wen l fouD'
Inese'f in Louisville on bizness, l had my
car run ont to de nearest station TO dis
place, an. den got er buggy an come ODER
we're. All said he, ez he turned up de
pitcher and finished de milk, Il amt had
SIGH er meal az dis fur many o year. Wall,
ole a I mus be gwine. Yere's e.
dollars fur YOU. Treat de old fel' kind.
Turp de dirt ober easy"