Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1891-07-06
UNCLE REMus.
The Experience OF william Henry "a
Earmer.

The Experience OF William Henry "a
Farmer.
When Uncle Remus made his appear
ance one morning recently FOR the pur-
pose of putting his Miss Saily's flower
garden to rights after the heavy rains,
he brought William Henry his grandson,
with him.
He sech a no count nigger he can't
do much, said the old man, 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 dos 30 much ex 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 mani"
"oh, yessuml" exclaimed Uncle Re
mus. ~oh, yessuml he tuck i'm back;
but dat amt do no good He got town
nigger blood in i'm, dat boy is, en- he
amt never gwine res satiiied twel he
git in de chaingang. Hit done proned ia
i'm. "
what was the matter. William
Henry" the lady asked
"Hol' up yo' head, nigger, en- talk ter
Miss Sally, 70 bus you wide open wild
dis hoe helvel" exclaimed Uncle Remus.
"Wellum," said William Henry with
an embarrassed air, "de man tuck me
back, but he say can't drive de milk
wagin no mo-, cause / let de mule git
away dat time. an den he sot me ter
feedin' an watchin' 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 de calls
a buttin' you on de legs an de cows a
hunchin' you wild dey horns, you'd git
mighty lonesome. Dat de way it done
me. Dey amt no town out daK. All
you kin do after you git froo yo' work is
ter set on de fence an listen at de trains
d whistlin'. "
Miss Sally, said Uncle Remus, what
tell you bout dat town Niger? Talk
up, boy, en- tell de trufe. Don't DO
hatchin' no tales.
Il amt hatchin' no tales, daddy, said
William Henry. "I'm tellin' Miss Sally
de Lords trufe, cause / speck she know
how 'tis when you git way off dar in de
country whar de whipperwills fly right
in yo' face an holler. Yit dat amt what
make me come back. / don't keer
nothin tall bout bein' lonesome, 'spe-
cially when / amt hungry, an dat man
cert'ny gimme plenty bred an meat.
What was the trouble, them" the
lady inquired with some curiosity.
Whyn't you talk up. nigger, when
Miss Sally ak you?"
"Wellum, +" said William Henry, "dey
wuz pastur' whar we turned i'm de mules
at night, an amer pastur' whar we turned
in de steers am de dry cattle. De cows,
dey wuz put up in de barn. One day des
bout sundown, after / done put all de
stock whar dey b'longed at one er de
steers got over dar whar de muels wuz.
Time / could git in dar de muels got after
de steer, an dey rm'd i'm roun' like dey
wuz gwine to eat i'm up ef dey kotch i'm.
/ got in dar an tried to shoe um of, but
time dat steer see me he make right at
me, an 'fo' kin dodge i'm he run'd right
spang over me. | shot my eyes an tried
TO say some bible word, but befo' | kin
make my min work dey had me down
an muels an all had done run'd right
over me. De steer he stumbled an fell
after he done run'd over me, an de two
muels turned sumersets right pom top I'm
i'm.
Wellum, | amt never seed nuthin'
like dat, an ii make me feel like | wuz
dreamin', but 'twant no dream, cause
dar dey lay, kickin' am groanin'. an' dar
wuz my jacket on de steers horns, an
one er de mules had my hat brim on his
hine leg. Nom, 'twant no dream. De
man hear de racket, am he come runnin'
an AK me what de name er goodness is
de matter But / amt pay no 'tention;
des stood dar an gouge de dirt outen
my eyes an outen my years.
You know how muels ism. When
you once git EN- hacked dey er hacked
fer good; dey des give right up, en- roll
der eyes. Dat wuz de way wild dem
muels. Dey wuz plum hacked Dey des
lay dar en- roll der eyes en- grant like sick
folks. De steer, he sorter paw roun' en-
try ter git up, but one er de muels wuz
layin' right crossways on i'm. Den de
man look at me right hard an ak is do
all dat ! say yasser. Den he ak how
come so, an say de muels an de steer
done run'd over me. He ak wuz hurt
ed anywhar, an / say / want hurried
nowhar much, but in de feelins', cause
hate ter be trompled on.
"Were the mules hurt" asked the lady.
@Noimlr exclaimed William Henry, In
a tone which implied his belief that not
even a 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 didn't had a
q scratch on 'em.
"Wellum, de man might er been mad,
but he look mo like he wuz skeer'd. l
toll i'm, say, daddy want me ter come
out here an larn how ter be farmer,
but ef dis what you call farmin' don't
want ter git in de habits er bein' farm
err. An den ak i'm ter gimme 'nough
bread ter walk home on
~Now, you hear all dat, don't you,
Miss Sally 2 said Uncle Remus. as Will
lam Henry paused. Ef everybody wuz
votin' for inn lac couldn't be gwine no
straighter ter de chaingang. He's
town nigger, an bleeze ter go dar. -
[Joel Chandler Harris.
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