The aegis & intelligencer. [volume] (Bel Air, Md.) 1864-1923, 1891-08-07
miscellaneous.
The Experience OF William Henry as q
Farmer

The Experience Of William Henry as O
Farmer.
When Uncle Remus made his appearance
one morning recently for The purpose of put
ting his Miss Sally's flower garden to rights
after the heavy rains, he brought William
Henry, his grandson, with him.
He sech no count niger he can't do
much, said the old man, but he kin sorter
scratch in tie groun' wild dish ERE hoe, en-
| he'll be here whar | kin knock i'm in de head
ct he does so much ez bat his eyes crooked"
why, l thought he went back to the dairy
business" said the lady Didn't the dairy
man take him back after he had the trouble
with the deaf man ?"
"Oh, yessum" exclaimed Uncle Remus.
ooh, yessum he tuck i'm back but dat ain t
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 Changing. Hit
done proned in i'm"
What was the matter, William Henry ?"
the lady asked.
"Hor up yo' head, niger, en- talk ter Miss
Sally 10 l bus you wide open wild dis hoe
helve" exclaimed Uncle Remus
"Wellum," said William Henry with an
embarrassed air, "de man tuck me back, but
he says l can't drive de milk wagon no mo +,
cause let de mule git away dat time, an
den he sOt me ter feedin' an walchin' de
stock. Countin' of de horses and mules, day
wuz mighty nigh 40 cows Ter feed, an by de
time you do dat two times day, wild the
calf buttin' you on the legs and de cows
hunchn' you wild dey horns, you'd git
mighty lonesome. Dat de way it done
mt. Dey amt no town out dar. All
you kin do after you git froo yo' work is
ter set on de fence an listen at de trains
q whistln'."
miss Sally" said Uncle Remus, "what I
tell you bout dat town niger? Talk up,
boy, en- tell de truf. Don't be hatchin no
tales"
81 amt hatchin' no tales, daddy" said Will
liam Henry. I'm ellin' Miss Sally de Lords
trufe, cause l speck she know how tits when
you get way off dar in de country whsr de
whipperwills fly right in yo' face an hol-
Ter. Yit dat amt what make me come back
! don't keer nothin' tall bout ben' lonesome,
specially when l amt hungry, an dat man
cert'ny gimme plenty bred an meat"
what was the trouble, then ?" the lady in
quired with some curiosity.
"Whyn't you talk up, niger, when Miss
Sally ak yCu?"
"Wellum," said William Henry, "dey wuz
a pastur' whar we turned in de mules at
night, an n'er pastur' whar we turned in de
ctSSlS Oh NC bC COWei uS w uL
put up in de barn. One day des bout sun
down, after done put all de stock whar dey
b'longed at one er de steers got over dar
whar de mules wuZ. Time could git in dar
de mults got after de steer, an dey ruD'd i'm
roun' like dey wuz gwine to eat i'm up eff
dey kOtch i'm. | got in dar an tried to
shoe UNI of, but time dat steer see me he
make right at me, an TO kin dodge i'm he
run'd right sprang over me. shot my eyes
an tried to say some bible word, but befo' l
kin make my min work dey had me down
an muels an all had done Iun'd right over
me. De steer he stumbled an fell after he
done run'd over me, an de two muels turned
humrrsets right pom top IN i'm.
''Wellum, | amt never seed nuthin' like
dat, an it make me feel like / wuz dream
in, but 'twant no dream, cause dar dey lay,
kckin' an groauin', an dar wuz my Jacket
on de steers hons, an one er de mules had
my hat brm on bis hind leg. Nom 'twant
no dream. De man hear de racket, an he
come running an ak me what de name er
goodut IS is de matter. But l amt pay no
tention des stood dar an gouge ae dirt
outen my eyes AL outen my years.
You know how muels ism. When you
once git 'em backed dey er hacked fer good
dey DIES give right up en- roll der eyes. Dat
wuZ de way wild dem muels. Dey was plum
hacked. Dey des lay dar en- roll der eyes en-
grunt like sick folks. De steer, he sorter
paw roun' en- try ter get up, but one er de
muels wuz layin' right crossways on i'm. Den
| dc man looked at me right hard an ak is l
do ell dat. | say yassar. Den ak how
come SO, an | say de muels an de steer done
rund' over me. He ak wuz hurted anywhar,
an l say want hurted nowhsr much but in
de feelins', cause hate ter be trompled ON.
"Were The mules hurt ?' asked the lady.
Nom y exclaimed William Henry, in a
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 er been bruised up some, but
dem muels dint had a scratch on 'em."
"Wellum, &c man might er been mad, but
he look mo- like he wuz skeer'd. top i'm,
say, daddy want me ter come out her an
larn how ter be farmer, but eff dis what you
call farmin' l don't want ter git in de habits
er bein' farmer. An den l ak i'm ter gim-
me nough bread ter walk home o."
"Now, you hear all dat, don't you, Miss
Sally ?" said Uncle Remus, as William Henry
paused. EFF everybody wuz votin' for inn
he couldn't be gwine no straighter ter de
chaingang. He's a town nigner, an bleeze
ter 60 dar."-Joel Chandler Harris.