The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1889-10-13

reckon she Jest grabbed me up an run
away wild me-"
81 don't see why she should complain
of your treatment of her when she could
pick you up and shake your socks off,"
Yes, sab, she ken do that"
him whut he done ter me an Bruder
Miles. AK him how he dun cotch us in
er trap, Jedge."
The negro man began to grin as
Though he were amused by most agree
able recollection.
What did you dor" the judge asked.
WALL" said the little old negro, softly
you all erbout it-er hawl haw!" He
laughed and ducked his head and Uttered
with sort of jolting motion. "Yas, sab,
he continued, restraining himself with
difficulty. 81 had ter git chen with de
lady: We got erlong putty well til
Simmon Church-oh, she'd slap me over
once in er while-but as / say we got
erlong putty well till dat yaller gentle
man tuck charge o. de congregation, an
l wanter say right now dat de yaller
gentleman what l refers to on dis erca-
sion is er raskil Bruder Miles he got ter
comm ter my house, Gaze you may say
whut you please, dis yere fat lady is
monstus fine cook. Wall, sab, he KEEP er
comm dar er eatin' my vidults, an de
lady she KEEP on er putin out de best,
fur when er preacher brags on er lady''s
cookin' dat do settle it right dar-settle
de fack dat he's gwine ter git de best in
de house an er heap o. it. Putty soon
yere Bruder Miles say:-'Sister WASH
ington, whut make you let dat little ole
husban' O. yourn smoke erbout de house
furY Dat amt no way fur er lady in de
church to let er man ack. ! doan like
ter smell er pipe WALL, ledge. de lady
come ter me an tole me dat eff I wanted
ter smoke I'd halter go off down in de
woods somewhat. AS l didn' wanter hab
no trouble wild her went inter de woods,
but ever once in er while she'd call me
ter come an do suthin' fur Bruder Miles,
dig taters, ketch er chicken er curry de
gentleman's boss fur him, an one time
when went ter de house when she had
dun called me furgot ter take my pipe
outen my mouth, an de fust thing |
knowed de lady snatched it away frum
me an broke it oben my head. 1t was or
gr'et big pipe dat had made outen clay
myself an it hurt me powerful. it did. l
done my best ter please de lady an Brud-
er Miles but couldn't do it an after while
when de lady would git tird chunkin' me
er round WY de preacher would box me
fust one way an den de uder jest fur de
fun o. SEEM de lady laugh. Stead o.
gittin' better affairs KEEP err gittin' wus.
an at las jist nachully lowed ter mer-
self dat suttin' had ter happen; an ter
carry out my idee l acted Jest like er
slave-waited on de preacher, BACKED
his shoes an cotch his boss fur him Jest
like l tuck pleasure in it. One day
de lady an de preacher come out in de
back yard an gunter watch me ut some
work / was dom. had driv err post deep
in de ground an had some chains. fixed to
it. Whit Is all daJ?' de lady axed, I
does believe in my soul de man dun lost
all his sense 1T do look mighty like it,
said de preacher. 'Whut is all dis fur
anyhow Sweet sarvant o. de Lawd,'
says l, an sweet lady too, dis is fixed uD
ter brock er yoke % stears that has
traded for. It's much better den er wagin
fur da KANT run er way wild it. It's er
plan dat got up mersef an Use gwine to
make er lot o. money outen it. Oh, you
doan unerstan' how it works; wall, let
me show you. Stan right yere han some
lady an you stan right yere, sweet sar-
want o. de Lawd. Now jes slip yo' hans