Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1891-08-30
UNCLE REmus TALKS.
william Henry Complete Failure as .
Farmer.


William Henry n Complete Failure as =
Farmer.
When Uncle Remus made his appear
ance one morning recently for the pur-
pose OF putting his Miss Sally's flower
garden TO rights after the heavy rains,
he brought William Henry. his grand
son, with him.
HE sech no count niger he can't
do much" said the old man, s.but he
kin sorter scratch In de groun' wild dish
ere hoe, en- he'll be here whar | kin
knock I'm in de head ef he des so much
ez bat his eyes crooked"
why, thought be went back 10 the
dairy business. said the lady. didn't
the dairyman take him back after he
had the trouble with the deaf man?"
"Oh, yesSumw exclaimed Uncle
Remus. "Oh, yessum! he struck i'm
back; but dat amt do no good. He got
town niger blood in i'm, dat boy is. en-
he amt never gwine res sati'fed twel
he git In de chain gang. Hit done
proned In i'm"
What was the matter, William
Henry?" the lady asked.
"HoP up yo' head, Niger. en- talk ter
Miss Sally, 10 bus you wide open wild
dis hoe nelve" exclaimed Uncle Remus.
"Wellum," said William Henry, with
an embarraSsen air, ''de man tux mo
back, but he say can't drive do milk
wag'n no mo- cause let the muel git
away dat time, an den he sot me ter
feedin' an watchin de stock. Countin'
OF de horses an muels, day wuz mighty
nigh forty cows ter feed, an by do time
you do dat two times day, wild dc calls
a-butin' you on de legs and do cows a.
hunchin' you wild dey horns, you Git
mighty lonesome. Dat de way II done.
Day amt no town out dar. All you kin
do after you git froo 20 work Is ter set
on dc fence an listen at de trains A.
whlstln'.
"Miss Sally" said Uncle Remus,
'what tell You bout dat town niggerf
Talk up boy. eh tell dc trufe. Don't be-
hatchin' no tales"
~ amt hatchin' no tales, daddy"
said William Henry. "Im tellin' Miss
Sallyde Lords trufe, 'causeI speck she
know how It's when you can eft way of
dar In the country whcr dc whlpper-
wills fly right In yo' face an holler. Yit
dat amt what makes me como back.
don't keer nothln' tall bout bein' lone
some, specially when | Amt hungry.
an dat man cert'ny gimme plenty bread
and meat"
"What was tho trouble then?" tho
lady inquired with some curiosity.
"Whyn't you talk up, Niger, when
Miss Sally AK you?"
"wellum." said william Henry. "dey
WINS pastur' whar we turned In dc
mules at night, an amer pastur' whar
we turned In de steers an dry cattle.
De cows, dey wuz put up In do barn.
One day des bout sun down. after
done put oil do stock whar dey b'longed
at, one er do steers got over dar whar
do muels wuz. Time 1 conld gif IN a.
dc muels got after do steer an u1bl
run'd I'm roun' like dey WIZ gwino ~,
eat I'm up ef dey koch i'm. 1got In dGr
an tried 10 shoe um OF, but time dat
steer SEQ me he make right at me, an
TO kin dodge I'm no run right sprang
over me. shot my eyes an tried 10
say some Bible word, but befO' kin
make my min work dey had me down.
an muels an all had done rund right
over me. De steer, he STUMBLED an
fell after he done run'd over me, an do
two muels turned somersets top nv I'm.
"WelIum, ant never seed nothin'
like dat, an IL make me feel like / wuz
dreamin', but 'twant no dream, cause
dar dey lay kIckin' an groaDin', an dar
wuz my jucket on dc steers horns, an
one or de muels had my bat brim on his
hIne leg. Nom, 'twant no dream. DO
man hear de racket, an he como ruu-
MIN an AK me what do name or good
ness Is de matter. But j Amt pay no
'tentIon; des stood dar an gouge de
dirt outen my eyes, an outen my years.
lyon know how muels ism. When
you once git 'em hacked dey er hacked
fer good; dey des give right up, en- roll
der eyes. Dat wus de way wild dem
mneIs. Dcy wuz plum hacked. Dey
des lay dar an roll der eyes an grnnt
Ike sick folks. De steer he s0rter paw
'roun' an try ter git up. bat one er do
muels wuz layin' cross-woys on In.
Den de man look at me right hard an
axif do all dat. ! say yasser. Den
he ak how come 40. an say de mnels
an dc steer done run'd over me. He Ak
wuz hurried snYwhar. an say ] want
burted nowhar much. but In de feelin's,
cause hate ter be trompled on"
"Were the mules hurt?" asked tho
lady.
"No'm!" exclaimed william Henry, IN
n tone which implied his belief that not
even blast Of dynamite could hurt
mule, ''dey want nothIn' tall de matter
wild 'em. De steer might or been bruised
M some, but dem mnels didn't had
scratch on EN-"
sWelIum, de man might or been mad.
but he look mo- like he WIZ skeerd.
tot i'm, I cay, daddy want me Nr
come out here an Iarn how Ter BE-
farmer, but 81 die what Jon call sarmin,
I don't want ter git In de habits or beln
a farmer An den / Ak I'm ter gimme
'nough bread ter walk hone OBJ"
"Now. you hear all dat. don't ron,
Miss SalIy?" said Uncle Remus, ~ VIII
liam Henry paused. "Ef eve'body WIZ
yotln fer I'm, he couldn't be gwine no
strairhter ter de chsin-gsng. Hes =
town niger, and he bleeze ter 20 dsr."