Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1891-07-05
UNCLE REMUs A CoNJURER.
The Old Man Gives Chloe Specimens
Hfa Witchcraft.

The Old Man Gives Chloe Specimens OF
His Witchcraft.
81 hear talk how you been conjured,"
said Chloe,a as Uncle Remus took his seat
In the kitchen one morning recently.
"Who sesso?" inquired the old man,
smiling placidly.
"Dat what dey tells me-" said Chloe,
with serious air. 81 hear lots er folks
sesso Oh, you kin laugh. man, but Ell
dey git after yer right straight dey'll
make you laugh on ter side er yo' mouf.
Dey cert'n'y will"
Uncle Remus rubbed his chin thought
fully and shack his head, but continued
to smile.
"Dey tells me-" Chloe went on in a
louder and more emphatic tone, "dat de
time when you wuz sick you tuck'n
flung yo' shoe at Miss Ca'line Simpson.
an she got mad an went home an
come intranced, an now she gwine
conjur' you"
81 hear tell so," said Uncle Remus.
serenely. "She say I'm white folks
niger anyhow, en- darfo' she gwine ter
ring In de sperrets on me. Hit come
right straight. Dey amt no hear say
bout 1t. She done sesso."
"Ain't you skeer'd?" asked Chloe In
confidential tone.
"What / skeer'd un?" inquired Uncle
Remus, with show of Indignation.
"Dat ar niger 'oman amt got none de
vantage er me when 1t come down ter
old-time cunj'in. Eff she is, whar she
is, whar she git 1t? MY nanny talked
wild sperrets, and my daddy walked in
his sleep. How come l can't do more
cunjin in one minnit dan what she kin
do in mont'?"
''Man, b'lieve you-dat does?" ex-
claimed Chloe, edging away from Uncle
Remus and regarding him curiously.
81 want ter ak you dis" the old man
continued, sis dat niger oman fat, er
is she lean?"
'She so fat she skarcely kin walk, "
replied Chloe.
''Well, den," said Uncle Remus, chow
she gwne conjur' anybody? Tell me
dat. been seem conjur' folks ever
sence l want no bigger dab a skin't
rabbit, en- amt never see no fat IN yit.
Dey er all so lean dat it look like der
skin done swunk on der bones, en- when
dey grin you kin see der yaller toofes.
Now you des watch um."
$50 way, mani" exclaimed Chloe.
"De Lord knows 1 don't wanter see
none IN um. much less watch um."
ovid de men folks what do de cum
JIM" Uncle Remus went on, sis diffunt.
De 'oman folks is lean, but de men folks,
dey er lean er fat ez de case may be.
You can't tell de cunjun' man 'lesS'n
you watch his eye right clost. Ef he
show too much er de eyeball, en- dey's a
streak er red splashed roun' de cornder,
you watch i'm. You hear me now-you
watch 'imn'
"What de name er de Lord 1 want ter
watch i'm fer?" asked Chloe, nervously.
81 amt gwine to be watchin' no conjur'
man. 'boun you l got my work ter
do"
81 done bin had de sperience un it, "
the old man continued. 81 done bin see
UNI work der tricks, en- / dun larnt all
der signs"
"Well, don't come projickin' wild me, v
exclaimed Chloe. .'Yo' eye look red
now-dat it do!'
81 kin turn dat ar broom dar on eend,
en- name it fer you," said Uncle Remus,
pursuing the subject, zen you'll halter
pack up yo' buds en- leave here. l kin
fling it down in de flo en- ef you step
across it you'll halter min eve'y word
say. kin take de same broom en- GO
out dar in de yard en- sweep your track
away, en- you'll halter leave TO sundowR.
l kin go out dar en- pick upde SAN what
yo' done make yo' track in, en- fling 1t In
runnin' wafer, en- you'll halter travel e2
fur ez de water does, You see ole Re-
mus settin' here like he got no sense.
You better keep yo' eye on him, man.
"What de name er de Lord is done
ter you?" cried Chloe, stopping short In
her work and staring at Uncle Remus.
"You comes en- you goes, en- / amt
never poster you sence you been a man
an l been oman. dunner what make
you keep on after me. Ef you wanter
come cunjin' anybody you better cunjur
dat ar niger 'oman what low she gwiD
lay spell on ter YOU"
''Bless you soul, chile! exclaimed
Uncle Remus with a chuckle, "she done
bin fixt. | amt mo- dan git de word dat
she gwine trick me dan sot myself in
motion. En- now whar is she? Des tell
me dat. Wharbouts is she?"
"Is she done dead?" asked Chloe in a
subdued tone.
"You go down dar whar she been
livin'," said Uncle Remus, with an air
OF mystery, sen AK wherbouts Is she, en-
den come back en- tell me what de folks
say. You mayn't b'leive me, but you
bleege ter b'lieve dem. Eff gg0no az me
wharbouts Is she, I'll up and tell you
she's gone; eff you ak ter folks whar-
bouts is she, dey'll up en- tell you she's
gone-no mo-, no less.
"What come I'm her?" inquired Chole,
with open-eyed astonishment.
sHit's des like l tell YOU" replied
Uncle Remus solemnly. "She done
make her disappearance"