Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1890-08-26
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~SUN DOSTPa n CONIAOAON.
The Way an. Afflicted Husband Got Rid
OF the Preacher.
Dave Kensett, an industrious old negro
who lives down in the bottoms, was
greatly annoyed by. the members of the
church to which his wife belonged, and
especially was he annoyed by Strawfoot
ALI. the preacher.
No one had any confidence in Alf's
honesty and it was only his ability as an
organizer and camp meeting sensation
alist that permitted him to remain in the
church.
Old Dave was known as q good liver.
Baked shoat, buttermilk, and cabbage
were nearly always found ON his table.
No matter how adverse the wind might
be, ALI could, for great distance, sniff
the incense of a shoat, and unless the
intervening water courses were swollen
beyond point of safety he always
managed to be promptly on hand.
Naturally enough, Dave became tired.
Although not strictly religious, he was
willing to do his part toward keeping up
the church, but he was not willing to
take entire care of the preacher.
~'Liza, old Dave one. day remarked
Co his wife, "rll bet dat shoat won't be
mon brown good fore Alf will be heah
wild his mouf open.
~Oh, doan talk dater way. Dave.
%Wall, he will, no matter whuder
talks dater way ur not I'll bet he's
already gunter fling dat awful nose
o'hizen up inter de ar. Liza, rs gittin'
mighty tired o. dat gennerman's 'vasta-
tion. He's got er appetite like er suck
hole, an blame Fl gwineter stan him.
@Oh, doan speckterate dat way, Dave,
Ger he's my brudder in de church.
II doan kere eff he wuz yer brudder
In de flesh. ] ain't gwine ter stan him.
WY he would break up de gubner O. de
state. Yander he comes now. Whut
did dun tole yer?"
"Wall, fur heaben's sake doan say
nuthin'. Treat him wild warm frien'-
ship. Promise me dat, won't yer?"
@Oh, yas, I'll treat him wild warm
friendship.
"Mawnin' ter yer; mawnin', said the
preacher as he opened the gate. How
does yer do dis mawnin', Brudder Dave9"
"Fust-rate, gins yer thanks"
~An' yerse'f, Sister Liar"
@Oh. rs mighty well, ! thanks yer,
'siderin' dis awful hot wedder. Let me
fetch yer cheer.
81 thanks yer, sister.
The preacher sat down, took off his
plug hat and wiped the perspiration
from his bald head.
@Lemme take yer hat, Brudder ALT. {"
said Dave.
He took the hat, went into the kitchen,
took down paper of ground red pepper,
and gave the inside of the tile" aliberal
sprinkling Then returning to the sit
ting room he placed the hat on the bed.
@Dis is mighty long dry spell, said
Dave when he rejoined the preacher,
who sat leaning back against the house.
@Yas, it's awful.
sI Iwuz readin' in a paper, Brudder ALI,
dat er monst'ous sight O people is bein'
killed by de sun.
@Dat so2"
~Yas, an cu'is ter say, de cullud folks
Is gittin' de wust o. it "
Am dat er fack 2" asked the preacher.
@Yas, an day say dat shoat dis sorter
wedder knocks er man sideways; but
kahn help dat, fer dar amt nothin' dat
fits my appetite like er baked shoat.
Wife, she's in de kitchen dar now,
moppin' one.
Il 'grees wild yer, Brudder Dave.
Shoat fits my appertite, an rs gwineter
eat it sun ur no sun.
Yas, speck 80. De great doctor
whut ! wux readin' erbout in de paper
dis mawnin' said dat he neber did see de
sun retch ober an hit down in sich er
awful way, an or strange fack is dis: Er
man fust feels it by or burnin' on de top
O. de head. De burnin' gets wuss, an ef
he's gwine ter die putty soon, he puts
hia han on de top,o' his head an fms
some little red stuff. De doctor says dat
| dis Is sun dust
sYer doan tell me sol" che breaches
exclaimed
@Oh, Jas. does, an it's awful bad.
| too. Er pusson dean know when he
| gwine ter git dat sun dust On his head.
Er po' man stopped hsah day afore yistidy
an axed fer er drink o. water. axed
| him Ter come ia, an jeS arter be drunk
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