Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1891-12-03
rap, en- aat uns mine-nos yone,

crap en- aat inns mine-noA zone.
sab"
.sBut didn't you make it on my land.
and with my horse?"
MADE it, sab. precisely whar Ts
allus been maxim craps, en- plowed de-
same critter rs plowed fer twenty
year. Allus what we made we ct 'cepf
whut i'll moufful you en- missis wanted
En- eff ar one er yer gifts hawngry now,
DIES let Cephus know it"
"Whut's dat marster, bout yo' Lam?
Thought 't'us Gods LAM Pears lex to
me de good book sey He make it en- I
al nebber hyeern un His ginin' any
erway or sellin' none.
"'Sides, after dat ar III diffkilty in
de Gyarden oh Eatum (Eden), didn' Ole
Marster God say sump'ner bout
ev'body mus root-hawg-er-die? En- dat
whut er man tussel en- sweat ober wus
his'n? En- dat de wuss he sweat de mo-
he had to hab? En- furdemo', dat less
he did git up en- git he warn to hab err
theng?- Now, marster, who eber seed
you weat err drap-whilst allus wus
called wuss erbout sweat'n' dan any
body else in de whole Nuited States?
Yes, sab, eff sweat'n' gins er man de-
right to be rich, oughter be er n'er
Keng Sollermun.
'.Now, dar's dat 1i'l' pile err nubbins,
dat punkin er two, en- dat han'ful er
taters Whar did dey grow? AVN Gods
yearth. Who made UNI? God and Cep-
hus ertwix' UNI.
''Who sent de fraws en- de cole, en-
frez up de groun' en- kilt out de cut
worms? God Who driv all de cole
wedder way back up hyonder under de
MORT stair (star), en- shev de sun down
er mile er mebbe err mile-en-er-haf
closeter. so dat it might git de groun'
warm ernough to sprout Gavin? God.
Who skilled er roun' en- swubbed en-
dug mongst de briers en- pizen-oak, en-
pitched dat crap? Cephus. Who made
de sun draw up water out'n de sea en-
sprinkle hit ober dat Gavin en- sot it to
sproutin' en- CROWN? God. Who hilt
back de April fraws, en- KEEP under de-
wuss er de cut worms twel de lrr puny
stalk got err good holt? God. Who
sided en- wed (weededA en- dirtied,
en- flung out de middle, en- hilled up en-
laid by dat Gavin? Who ut en- foute
(fought) crab-grass mp en- down, up en-
down dem lawng rocky rows, half err
mile FUN de shade, wild de hot sun
brilin' down en- swivlin (shriveling) up
de whole err creatium, when put nigh
ev'body else was hangin' back in de
cool ober er water-milun? Cephus3
Who sent mo- sun en- rain en- jew, en-
fotch dat Gavin up or bulgin', en- made
it feng out its silks en- tassels twel mar
picter avn yearth couldn' hor or light
to it? God. Den who hilt up de fresh
cts en- de hail en- de fraws twel dat
Gavin wus all ripe en- hard, en- ready to
be geddered? God. VINO done all de-
res? Cephus. In udder words, God
he ten to all de bussniss up dar; Cep-
hus he ten to all de bussniss down
hyere.
Now, marster, don't see whar yo'
part er dat job comes in, sab. Cephus
neber got no hep, and God He neber
want no hep. So hit pear to me LEX
dat crap 'lawngs to God en- Cephus err
twix UNI. But bene how Ole Marster
He al got no use fer sump'm t eat, He
good es sey, Cephus, you TEX dem nub-
bins, ole fel, en- you git yer err good
sbellin' rock en- she'll dem nubbins, en-
den fleng de shell Gavin in er bag en-
step down to Mr.. Billy Knuckles's mill
en- hab it termed into meal; en- den git
Phleby, yer ole dooman, to turn dat
meal, err lt'P at de time. into ash-calkes,
en- den you eat dem ash-cales lawng
wild err lii fat-dat is, eff yer kin git holt
err de fat-en den turn bofe ash-cakes
en- fat into pra'rs en- savings en- praise
to glorify Me wild; en- datn be My
sheer
$50 yer see, marster, dey ca mar
grain er dat Gavin Having to you. Hit
rally 'langs to God, Gaze He gin me
muscle to make it, but He sells it to
be paid en- savings and en- balleloos,
de onliest sort er money dat passes in
Heaben."
The humor of the situation was too
much for Mr.. Speed and the last grain
of that corn, saving what the dogs and
rats got, was duly converted into celes-
tai currency. -David Dodge, In Kate
Fields Washington.