The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1892-09-10
UNCLE SANKEY'S MELONS.
Reasons For Deubsing the Elder VIII
PRAYED in the Pafah

ONCIE SRWNEYS MEIONS.
Reasons For Deabting the Elder Who
Prayed in the Patch
Old Uncle Sawney, with his donkey
cart filed with melons, stood at the
corner nearly every day, He leaned
upon MS four-footed companion, and in
loud voice extoiled the merit OF his
waternelons. seeking TO draw custom.
''Marster, jes look at dem watermil-
yons. Dem am like de sugar cane in
dey insides, an ies es full err supshins es
dey kin be, effen de ole raan neber
speak ergin. Jes try one o. IA, al sao
TO goodnuss, yer gwine ter e. er stan'in
in dis here place, waitin' for ernuthcr
termorry, 70 gifts here
Raise them yourself, U4cle Saw
ney?"
Planted dem, worked up an githerd
UNI myself Amt nary pussen bin nigh
my patch, 'ceptin dem whar try ter
steal un, sah."
Have you much trouble that way?"
''Marster, de thieves am es thick es de
niggers whar dem milyoas wus raise,
an sence de time de fust slim gun 70
swivel, sho me, an my ole oman. ar
US coon dog, Spot. amt skersely bin on.
de patch all de same time; an fur all
dat, dey toted off bout CT dozen er
moonlight night Hit wu., g. va
the loquacious melon vender ram bed
on. ''Sallie an ME tend de church meet.
in one night, an lef' Spot ter mind de
patch, aud dey he'd er new
elder 'vited ter preach, Gaze Pappy
Jake done axed ter err wed'iu' dat
night, an arter de meetin' done broke
an seq, SEE he: 'Brer Sawney. / doan
see wha. fur yer can't took de new
elder ter home wild yer. Gaze amt no
place pervide fur him to sleep, - he
mighty sho ter be horngry, too?'
AN Sallie, she speak up peart an
moultry, an seq, sez she: Us take de
elder, er cose. Whar es he? Womins'
tongues alus goes de wrongly way. So
US he'd de new elder ter home wild us.
an Sallie wiring err chicken make in no
time, an make UP err skillit err bread.
an err pot er coffy, an us he'd err supper
fur him; an den he sot down wild his
corncob pipe an talk ligion like er
book till Sallie mos shout, she did.
An den he riz up an he SEE, SEE he,
saft like: Hits my way ter so out ov
nights an pray out-6os, Brer Sawney.
70 goes ter res, an l hopes yer won's
take no cepshins-'
"A I SEE ter him, seem Spot done
creep in: Elder, De bleeged ter yer
ter take notus bouten my watermilyon
patch whilse yer cut. Hits jis tother
side err my henhouse.' An he ak me
effen dere be some fine rnilyons dere,
an l tole him dey wus boss milyons.
an de seeds cummed frUm ole Virginy
an wus gint me, an l spec ter make
smart often um, effen us could iis keep
de thieves way. So he seq perlite, he
gwine take notus, an he whit out.
Den | sot back in my hide bot tom
rockin' cheer, an smoke nv pipe, an
whit ter sleep, an Sallie were er knock
in bout de cabin. settin' ev'thing squsr.
An arter while, hit musser bin nigh
daybreak, Sall:e call me an lowed
sumpin' mus be er gone wrong wild dc
elder, Gaze he amt done cum back Wit
She say she spec he sich err Chrischin
de Lord mout err sont fur him ter
Heavin like 'Lijah, while he prayin'.
Den got up ter sec, an whit out do
ca bin. De moon hit were most ter do
full, an shinin' like day, an i c3uld'en
fine de elder no whar. Den made ter
my milyon patch, case he done promus
ter uotus hit an he won't dere.
He won't dere hissef, but his tracks
wus dere, an bout er dozen er my
fnes' milyons WINS gone. an de vines
smart formed up, like dey WIS pulled in
err hurry. Den l track de rasllil, an
seen whar he done stole nv corn sack
ter tote un, an den see whnr he done
sot down an eat two. An | whit back
ter de ca bin, an Sallie SEE, dat anxious
Ike: 'Nus he sont for, Sawney2' An
SEE: Vas, the devil sont fur him, an he
done kerried right smart water miiyons,
fur er snack fur him an de ole man
An Sallie wus dat nigh speechluss, her
like ter fell ont on de 10. an she lowed
dat elder, wild his tongue full er lie,
mus be ole Judis, done riz dout wzitin'
fur riscrection.
us put de matter out in De mex
church mcetin' perticklcr. an ne amt
never bin roun' US parts seuce. Effen
he do fotch his black hide in my sight
gin, ] gwine ter make hit white fur
him, sho Dat am er Ene milyon right
dar sab; white an green stripe. De
rine er dat nilyon am thin. an de In
sides full er sweet meat. Yer shO ter
like hit. boss, hit cummed frum ole Vir-
giny, Two bits. Thankee, sab Git
up dar, Jimmie! Gee! Haw! Ia lookia'
fur money now"
He disappeared round the corner In
search OF pastures NEW 7. Sun
Her idea.
She had hurried away from the tenn /
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