The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1895-02-15


now, he's son ter de oberseer whar yo'
gran 'pappy, Miss Francis pa, had. Harp
Cross he older'n her, dough, free, TO-
years older. Dee growed up on do same
plantation. Yo' granpappy he wus do
bes' manager roun 'erbout yere. He des
had oberseer ca SO he think hit look bet
ter, seein he's sech er big gentemun.
Bimeby he gin de Crosses sech er good
show an larnt do ole man sech er much
fahm sense do orerseer gut 'bove hese'f
an set in ter buy Ian an niggers OBJ he
own. But soon as he gut um folks
foun' out, dough he had larnt ter wu'k,
he amt larnt how ter treat he black
folks. Dee cotcht do whup fer des any
an ev'y thing. an whuppin p'intedly
want lowed on we all's plantation.
Ole marster~he laugh an tell his mig
gers he amt gwine bodder hese'f whup-
pin um Of dec wanter be triflin, an ef
dee wanter steal, why. be smart an hide
hit, SO no won't be made shame er dee
by fin in hit out Lord knows want
nebber nobody had de 'casion ter steal
dar.i 'Twus des AK an hab, an de vey
SAND way at Marse John Ant'ny Nor
rises. Dem two places. dee laid sorter
cattawampus ter one norrer. Ole man
Cross she had somehow gut hold er Ian
right in de notch or do two.
''Fust off ole marster metty glad OBJ
hit. He hepped dam folks lex dee raj
whi' folks--loant um money ter pay
on dc Ian an gin de ole man er fine
saddle mar. He wisht um well, an dee
'peared ter him ter be right smart sort
er folks, considerin de wus borned in
de little short sort. But pretty soon he
found out he been settin or bumbly
bee nest right under he nose. De wus des
always quoilin bout som'pn, SO he try
ter buy dee Ian an swade dee OFF ter de
Eellenoy, whar de res er dc po' whites
wus gwine.
"But dat amt suitin den Crosses
no fetch hit amt. Dee wanter tuhn
quality right dar what der been born
an raised. BY dat time Miss Francis
come IA an 'ginned ter ride her own
hawse an saddle ter meetin slider goin
In do ca 'iage wild her ma. An den, sho'
as I'm libin, dis yere Harp Cross he
had do inshorunce ter try an ride long
side oh her, lex Marse John Ant'ny
Morris er any er dc other gentemuns
Always dee wus two, free er dems
coined home wild 'er FUN meetin. Harp
he low he gwine come too, but he amt
tux no count or Marse John Ant'ny. On
dc road him an Miss Francis CANT say
muffin. 'Twus de Harp Cross road des
much as hit wus deirn. But when dee
coined ter we all's big gate Marse John
Ant'ny he hilt hit open, an Miss Fran
cis she rid though, sayin ober her
shoulder, 'Goodby, Harp, an den dee
gallops on ter de house, nebber turnin
dee heads.
"Oowe, want he madl Mad as
Tucker hit made all er dam dar Crosses.
Ole man he whup lis niggers so hard he
gut right skeered on um. Den he sot
Harp an some mo- lex him ter ridin
patter rollers. No, dee didn't hab no
law fer hit. Dec want lex de county
patter rollers neider Dey wus mans
whar had do sense ter have deese'fs,
nebber totcht yo' ef yo' des said yo'
had or pass an nebber axed fer hit ef
dee knowed yo' or yo' viii folks Dam
Cross patter rollers dee wus difrunt
Whoebor dee cotcht often he own grit
dec wantcr tic him mp right straight an
glib him 30 lashes. Fust of dee rid in
fur neighberhoods. Dec wus too 'feard
ole marster tor go roun'erbout we all's
house. Sometimes doe wus out all night
long, dashin mp ter dc cabins whareb-
ber dec seed light No matter whut hit
wus 'bout-company, sotting mp wild dc
sick or de dead, YER weddin. er candy stew,
or eben des er pra'ar meeting-doe bruk
hit up. nebbcr akin fer passes ner sayin
nothin tall but des swish. swish FUN
Mr.. Cowhide.
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