Indian chieftain. [volume] (Vinita, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1882-1902, 1890-07-31

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An dar comes along a feller, an
he say, ah, let me hab a flung a
dat big red appui, ah, kase I'zl
sartin / Gin fotch hit down de fusl
pull, ah. A po', hongry lOOkin
chap standin' 6ar. ah, wild his
mOuf awaterin' like a cash OBJ 4
broad ak in a sugger tree in de
spring OBJ de year, ali, say No yo'
can't, ah, but | kin, an is guine tel
Jess as soon as fire somethin' to
knock it down wid, ah. While
'sputin' about dat big red appul,
ah, dar come a nudder feller wid
his sleeves rolled up an a club in
his ham, ah, c follerin' after de
front Ob par OBJ britches, ah, to
tell dem he's comm too, ali, an
he say, all, dat big red appul am
mine. an. Den dey all get ter
'spulin', ah, among dem selves,
an, and while dey am a quarrelin'
about dat big red appul, ali, dar
comes along slick feller
on de back Of de orchard, an, an
he sees dat big red appul, ah,
and Obber de fence he gifts, an Gat
big red appul am gone, all. By
um-by de big fat feller looks away
up in de top oh de tree, ah, an he
yell, hoo's got my big red appul,
ah. Den de -hongry loOkin' chap
looks up in de tree too, ah, and be
yell, hoO's got my big red appul,
ah. Den de udder feller he looks
up, an he yells, hoo's got my big
red appul, ali. Den dey ali look at
one 4 nudder an yell, hoo's got
my big red appul, ah. An dar's a
'splosion, my bruderin' and sis
term, ali.
An he rolls sin under his tongue
like a sweet morsel.
Yes my brederin' and sistarin',
de debel knows what will fotch the
best oh yo' down, ah, an dat at
de leas' cost, ah. He sizes every
niger in dis congregation an
knows what he's wuff to de lass
cent, ali. Ef yo' is a minner,- he
puts minner bate on his hook,
ah, and eff yo' is a big fish, he's
guine to catch yo' all de same, ali,
kase he knows what sort ob bate
viii fotch yo', ah.
An he rolls sin under his
tongue like a sweet mOrsel, ali.
Yes my brederin' and sisterin',
an, some oh yo' he make so rich
an fat, ali, dat ef de eve OBJ de
needle be big anuff, ali, for a Taxas
steer, horns and ali, to jump
through, ah, yO'd be too big a
camel to squeeze into de kingdom
Of heaben, ah. Yes brederin' an
sisterin', ah, yo'd stick agin de
gate-posts OBJ eternal bliss, ah,
like apo pig in de crack oh de
fence, ali, dat didn't kalkulate de
OBJ slOp he'd guzzled
down since de lass time he went
troo dat crack. ah.
An he rolls sin under his
tongue like a sweet morsel, ah.
Yes my brederin' and sisterin',
Ah, dat am de way wild some Jokes
in dis nation, ah. Dey am so big,
al, dat hit would be fun for dem to
be cast into de sea, ah. ike Jonah,
Nh, kase dar's not = whale dat
;wims de deep, ah, dat dey can't
swallar widout a winkin' of de
sye, ali. An mo- dan dat, ali, de
whale would not come out de same
way be went in, ah, ike Jonah,
lid, ali.
An he rolls SIN under his
.ongue like a sweet morsel. ah.
Yes my brederid' and sisterin',
ah, de debel takes from one an
yibs to q nudder, an dat am de
way he wucks his pizen all aroun',
IN. De man be takes from gets
mad, ali, an says dar's no use
rying to be good, ah, and de man
le gibs to gets proud and puffed
up. an de debel say, my homes
rze got yO' boff, ali. But he was
! fool when he struck brudder Job,
h. He tuck away all oh Jobs
property, al, his wives an all,
IN 'ficted him wild biles an
Iores, an. But Job remained firm
n spite OBJ his losses an his COM
iorters, ah. Right here, my bred
rim an sisterin', ali. de debel
made q fool mistake ah, kase had
le luff brudder Job his wives, ah,
lar mout er bin a nudder tale
bout de patience oh dat good
nan. al.
An he rolls sin under his tongue |
Ike a sweet mOrsel, an.
Yes my brederin' and sisterin', |
n, yO' must bar in mine, ah, |
lat none OBJ you are Jobs, ain, and 1