The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1897-02-24
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roots and began to talk very loud. 1t
was evident that one of them was
talking to make an impression on the
white folks, number of old men,
presumably veterans of the war, being
in the car. ;,
"I tells you, Brer John Henry
said he, "dem air yankees dey didn't
treat desc we're southern viii foxes
rite, terreckly after de war; no, sab,
dat dey didn't.
"How's dat, Brer Jeems p asked
the second preacher, cooking his head
on one side and looking from the
corner of his eye, as if he wanted to
weigh every word that was said:
Chow dat :? Well, you dess lissen
at me an I'm gwi tell you bout it,
rite now. Dem air yankees, wen de
war dun busted an desc yere southern
white men dun come back ter de
yunion, dey newer tuck EN- back,
like dey had orter dun, but dey tuck
an sont dem air scallawags an karpet-
baggers down here fer ter boss roun
'mongst de niggers an ten lax dey
wuz quality foxes.
''Now. dey orter dun lax dat ole
man dun-you know de story. Dat
ole man who had a whole passel er
boys an gals on de farm. Wunner
dem boys he got tired er wuckin in
de sun, des lax fool boy will do, so
he ups an goes ter de ole man an sez,
sezee: 'Pappy, l wish you'd gle me
my share er de crap money an iemme
get out er dishere place, Gaze [ dess
bleeged fer ter 60 De ole man he
try ter suade dat boy not ter 60, but
de boy he say he des bleeged fer ter
go. His daddy gle him de mummy an
dat boy put out; went way up dar to
'Msricus an I tell you, Brer John
Henry, wen he lit in dat down he lit
blazin' an twarn't two days TO de
gals wuz all singin' Oars new coon
in Gown Dat boy had bee gum hat,
streakedy stripy britches, er watch
chain, a walkin stick, wunner desc
yere long-tailed Jim Swingers, red
crayat, shoes pinted at de toe an dat
nigger's face look sorter lax wunner
desc yere aig plants wild varnish on it.
"Well, sab, he weeded a wide row,
he did, longs nc bad mummy, but ter
rcckly de mummy gin out, he got dat
hat squashed in, an he gin ter look
seedy. He git long tollerble we'll
twill his stummick gin ter holler at
him for rashuns. He went out in de
hog pen an lay down 'mongst de hogs
fer ter git wawm. His stummick KEEP
on a quollin at him twill he dess
bleeged fer ter eat hog vittles. He
got ter thinkin wun mite bout de
good things down home, de chitlins
an back bone an spar-ribs an sassid ge
an fatty bread an all sich lax, an he
dess riz up, lipt over de fence an put
out fer home, all raggedy des lax he
wuz.
"De ole man he wuz a settin on de
front porch readin' de paper an a
smoken seegar wen he looked up an
seed a strange niger comm down de
rode. He call de ole lady an he say
you know who dat strange niger is
seems lax I know him
"tHe walk sorter familfous lax,
say de ole omen, but ] be boun eff l
know who dat niger is. De ole man
sorter rub his specks an look good,
an den he drap de paper an went a
rackin down de steps an out the
gate, hollerin' Bless de Lord, das
Jim, my boy dat sho' is Jim Gun
com back De ole man hugged him,
| sab, all dirty lax he wuz he fotch
him in de house, gin him his brudder's S
Sunday go to-meetin' close an de gole
ring. Den he kelt COW an shotes
twill you couldn't ress. I tell you,
Brer John Henry, dey had wussn'
krismus on dc place for week, dey
sho' did. De gals an boys dey growl-
ed at the daddy, but he grabbed a
a palm an he sho' wuz gwinter buss'
EN- open, Gaze be sed de loss was
foun', an he gwinter make him have
good time. Now, sab, did dem air
yankees do de southern viii foxes dat
er way Nor, sab, dat dey didn't, an
das whut mex I say whut [ duz. "
The speaker had look of triumph
on his face as he settled back and
glanced with satisfaction upon the
white men in the car. He had hardly
settled himself when the other came
at him in reply.
"Das'a mitey eddifyin' talk you Civ
US, hit sho' il, an I mitey proud ter
hear you talk wild 80 much Judgement
on de Bible, but I want ter ak you
wun questhun. Wen dat boy come
back home didn't he say he wuz sorry !;
now didn't he. Didn't he say he wuz
sorry? You anser me dat. Didn't
he ?"
The man had Strengthened himself
up, his finger was under the other s
nose and look of triumph was on his
face as he wound up his question.
"Yasser; he wuz sorry, and he
sesso."
"Well, den, wuz desc yore southern
viii foxes sorry? Did anybody hear
dem say dey wuz sorry wen dey come
back home? Nor, sab, dat dey didE't.
Dey put on desc yere big hats, buckled
spurrers on dere heels an clapped a
pistol in de behime pocket an dey
walk up ter de big house an holler
out: Il wants you fer ter kill dat calf ;
kill him mitey quick, too, and gimme
de porter house steaks fer ter cair
home ter de ole lady an de chillun.
Yasser, das whut dey dun
A roar of laughter from the white
men followed and soon after the
preachers returned to their coach to
talk on subject that was more agree
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