The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1893-11-07

| emmy mo, fer he said he couldn ford
ter lose i'm.
''One mawnin' Skundus didn't cum
ter wuk. Dcy look fer i'm roun' de,
plantation, but dcy couldn't fin i'm.
en- befo' de day wuz gone ev'y body wuz
sho dat Skundus had ruined erway.
'Cose dey WIZ great howdy dc
about it. Nobody hadn't nebber ruined
! erway fun Marse Dugaf befo, en- dey
| hadn' ben a runaway niger in de
neighbo'hood for thee er 70 years. De
wife folks wuz all wukhed up, en- dcy
wuz mo- ridi1' err bosses en- mo
hitchin' up er buggies d'n er little. Ole
/ Marsc Dugal' he'd CT lot er papers
printed en- stuck Up on trees long de
roads, en- dey wuz sumpin' put in de
noospapers-a cree niger fun down
| on de Wim'rton road read de papers ter
some er our han's-tellin' all bout how
| high Skundus wuz, en- W.T. kline er teei
her had, en- bout skyah he had on his
! lcf' check, en- how sleepy he wuz en-
! OIL rim q reward er one hundred dollars
fer whoeber md kctch ia. But none
| of EN- cher cotch i'm
"One mawnin' bout err month later
who s!l'd come walkin' out IN the de
feel wild his hoe on his shoulder but
Stimulus, rubin his eyes cz eli nc hadn'
got walked up good yi..
"Dey wuz great 'rlira.ion 'mongs'
de niggers, en- somebody run off ter de
big house fer ter tell Marse Dugar.
Bimeby here come Marse DugaP blsse'f,
mad as a hawnit, a-cussin' en- gwine on
like he gwine ter hurt somebody, but
anybody wat look close could a seed
he wuz most tickled ter def ter git
Skundus back ergin.
"'Whar yer BIN run erway ter, yer
good fer nuthin', lazy, black niggerT
SEE e. I'm gwine ter glib yer fo' hum
dred lashes I'm 'gwine ter. hang yer
up by yer thumbs en- talk eviy bit or yer
black hideEoffn yer, en- den Pm gwipe
ter sell yer ter de fhs' spectator Wat
comes long buyin' niggers fer ter take
down ter Alabam'. Wat yer mean by
runnin' er way fun yer good, kim mars
ter, yer good fer nuthin' wool-headed,
black scoundel?'
''Skundus looked at i'm ez eff he didn'
understan'. 'Lawd, Marse Dugar,' SEE
e, 1 doan' know wat youer talkin'
bout. / amt ruined erway; I ain ben
nowhar.'
'Whar yer ben fer de las mont?'
said Marse Dugah' Tell me de truf,
er I'll hab yer tongue pulled out by de
roots. I'll tar yer all ober yer en- set
yer on fab. I'll-I'll-' Marse Dugar
body knowed Marse Dugars bark w
wuss'n his bite.
''Skundus look lack e vvuz skeered
most ter def for ter heah Marse Dugar
gwine on dat erway, en- he couldn' pear
to un'erstan' wat Marse Dugar was
talkin' erbout.
6 L didn't mean no harm by sleepin'
in de barn las night, Marse Do9al,' seq
e, en yer'n let me off dis time won
nebber do SO no mo-.
'Wel. ter make q long story shot,
Skundus said he had gone ter de barn
dat Sunday afternoon befo' de Monday
wen he couldn't be foun' fer to hunt
aigs, en- wiles he wuz up dcre de hay
'peared so sof en- nice that he had laid
down ter take little-nap; dat it wuz
mawnin' wen he woke en- foun' hissef
oil covered up whar de hay had fell ovor
on i'm A hen had built nes' right on
top I'm i'm, en- it had half dozen aigs
in it. He said he hadn't stop fer ter git
no breakfus', but said jes' suck one or
two or der aigs en- hurried right
straight out in de fcr fer he seed il
was late en- all de res er de hans wuz
gone ter wuk.
"'iouer liar said Marse Dugal',
'en de truf aim in yer. Yer ben run
erway en- hid in de swamp somewhat
ernuder.' But Skundus swo' up en-
down dat he hadn't ben out'n dat
barn. en- finally Marse Dugal went up
to de house, en- Skundus went on wild
his wuk.
swell, yer moueht know dey was
great 'miration in the DO hood
Marse Dugaf sent for Skundus ter cum
up ter de big house mex day, en- Skun-
dus went up 'spect'n' fer ter ketch
forty. But wen he got dere Marse
Dugar had fetched up ole Dr. Leach
FUN down on Rochhsh en- another young
doctor fun town, en- dey looked at
Skundus' eyes. en- felt of his wris, en-
pulled out his tongue, en- hit him in de
CHS, en- put dcrc yeahs ter his side fer
ter heah his heart beat, en- den dey
up'n made Skundus tell how he felt
when e woke up. Dcy staid ter din
ner, en- WIN dey got thoo' talkin' en-
eatin' en- drinlin' dey toIe Marse DugaV
u 10
had Den IN trance for 70 weeks.
Dis yer boy, Tom" said the old
man, Strengthening out his leg care |
fully preparatory to getting up. lis
jes' like his gran'daddy. / b'lievc eff !
somebody didn't wake i'm up he s'ecp
till jedgmen' day Heah e comes now.
Come on i'eah wild dat w'celborrow, |
ger lazy, good fer nuthin rascal"
Tom came slowly round the house /
with the wheebarrow and stood blink
ing and rolling his eyes as if he had .
Just emerged from sound sleep aad !
vas not yet hal. awake
We took our way around the house.
the ladies and l in front, Julius mex.
and Tom bringing up the rear with the /
We went by the we'll
Kept grapev.nes. heavy with the prom
Sc of an abundant harvest, through
narrow field OF following corn and
hen picked our way through tbs.
vines 10 the spot where the
monarch of the patch had lain the day
before in all the glory of its coat
If variegated green. There was
hallow concavity in the sand where i.
lad rested, bat the melon itself was
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