The aegis & intelligencer. [volume] (Bel Air, Md.) 1864-1923, 1898-05-20
sht, err I'll stick dis knittin' needle

right, err I'll stick dis knittin' needle
| iii Yo eye.
Gnct SHE git de thread tangle en-
had ter stop ter Giido hit, en- by de
| time she gifts de knots out | wuZ
| zittin' kinder tang le I;ysef. Dat gal
| she HOS too much fer me. But by
de time she gifts ali de yarn woun' off,
en- de bali WIZ made we wuz gittin'
| right sOciaDle. En- Gen she lay de
ball down en- say: Oh, pse so tied.
Aim you? Nor, l ain tied, say, but
but e. youse gittin' tied | kin hol'
you. En- she say: LOCKER hayar,
boy, doan you fetch me. But slides
long on de bench G'wards her. EN-
putty soon | gifts hole her ham en- 1
looks Oh de inside o hit, en- say:
Kin read hans; you go: er sweetheart.
En- den she juck her han way en-
say: sposc | il, tain none yo' business.
Den | say, gwine ter cunjer him.
En she say, y'o dassent. Yes | is, l
say, gis foolin' like. En- den see she
gittin' sort o. skeered, en- | say: Oh,
| gis foolin', | doan no nuttin' bout
cunjering'. ! speck Polly know.
Den she say: l know'd er man dat
go5 cunjere,d 81 he done gone bin,
en- lose mis- senses. En- | say, who?
Never min, she say, | know. He
bout yere size en- he look like you. l
know he cayaTnt see else ne done
gone home 70 now, cn eff he aim los
he senses hits cause he ain got none
ter lose.
Den | see she pokin' fun at me, ell |
up'n say: Look hayar, gal, fus thing
you know III knock you. En- she say:
What you do wi all dc peoples you
knocks? En- she laf' en- | laf', en- den
we was good friends ergin. So gifts
long side O. her gin (she done git up
ter git some water Outen de kooler en-
she fotch me some in de gourd) when
han, en- say Aisle? En- she say, Ise
Miss Turner. Deed ain gwine ter
call you no Miss, say. You doan'
call me muffin but Sam, l call you
Aitsie much ez | please. En- l gifts
hole her hand, gin en- l givs it er
little squeeS, Ell l say: Do dat hut?
Not much, she say, en- she try ter pull
it erway. But hole it tight en- l say:
gwine git me er sweetheart. En- she
say: Who? En- I say you. Den she
say: You's gis foolin'; you got no
business ter fool gals dat way. No in
deedy, I ain foolin' seq I, I'm sho'nuf
earnes. Den she say: b'leves you
is foolin'. Deed en- double deed ain;
Ise in sho'nuf earncs'.
got greet min ter b'leve YOU gis err
leetle bit, she say, en- she kin'o lean
over my way, Ell roll up her eye at me,
and dat WIZ nut. 1 got her sho en-
suttin.
Freshly she say: I spose we's gag
ed now,-you got ter git me er ring.
En- say, l doan know 'boutdat. lax
Mafs,S JceGcs bout dat. Rings is
! 1a ai.
90 81 thin wI'out or riUg. So I have
ter promise her. Den hayer ole Pol
iy comm in f'um chutch, en- gifts off'n
de bench en- SETS IL De cheer. I'm when
Polly come IL she say: You all lookin'
mighty meek sittiti' up dar like dat,
but been w;ttchin' you fru de winder,
I doan' know how long. IgWine tell
de Doctor en- 20 Aar sr Jeemes too, dat
1 is.
I say I doan kear who you tell, en-
Ai!sie she els lat but she foller me out
thru de gate, en- 1 say: When you
wan git married But she say: l
ain siudyin' bout gittiu married.
Hit ain time. Sides hayar Polly say
hits bad luck ter git married on de
dark O. de moon. Well, de moon
gwine change, say. Haas, en- you'll
change too by dat, she say. So we jaw
at one 'nudder little while, Ell den she
go in en- I comes long home. En- all
dat way comm home l feels dat creep
in cole en- hot UP my back. Den |
gins ter think Ise cunjured, fdat mex
dat fee.in, but gifts home en- goes ter
sleep, en- did'n wake up no mo- till
day.
Dat day de comes er boy over hayar
wi er note dat gal write, she could
write putty good 1 gifts dat white
boy what lives at de store ter read it,
en- hit read sum'pn like dis:
mr.. Sam Jonson: | done change
my min bout what | wuz sayin' las
night. got er sweet heart across de
river, ell | gwine sen fer him ter come
back
Well, eff dat did'n knock me. l say
ter dat boy, is you sho OATS what's in
dat letter? En- lie grin en- say, cose
it's. Spose kin read What ain in de
note? You kin read it you self eff
yen want ter. But | say, nor l
cayrnt read dat kind o writin' SO l
pats de paper il my pocket, en- feels
mighty cheap / ken tell yo'. | think
l sell myself fer er quarter gis den.
So | stays rOun' dis house constant,
en- keep way fun de Doctors. En- /
sutt'uiy wuZ glad de warn't no
Grants ter run, ner notes ter be
TOKEN over dat way, fer I doan' see
how gwine face dat gal. Sometimes
I thinks Ise ready ter GO right over
dar Ell AZ her bout hit, en- den my
sperrits fails me Ell dOan' do nuttin'
a'tall. But l sutt'niy is bodered
bout it, kase 1 keers fer dat gal right
homes en- fer er fac.
1 see ole Polly de oder day, comm
fun de pos 'CtIis, en- she say, you
done quit comm over over our way.
I tell her er lie, Ell say I done got
'ligion en- quit runnin' roun'. En- she
say twuz poor sort 'ligion dat meek
me teck ter foolin' gals. En- say I
ain foolin' no gals, en- I come right
long home. feard' o. dat ole woman
any way. Iginnin' ter speck she put
some cunjer stuff in dat buckwheat
n lasses gis fer debbilment, case eff I
ain cunjered de's some'n de matter.
Hits been mos two weeks now, en-
1 ain joyed myself WI muffin tail.
Eatin' dean taS' good, siecpin's good
huff, but ISe dreamin' bout dat gal
mos err de time. Mar'sr Jeemes, 1
dean know what you white folks do
when gals treat you Cat CT way,
but Sans de mos disheartenest boy
gwine. l gwine Ter show you dat let
ter dat gal write me, Ell see ef you kin
read it emmy other way dan cat boy.
1 kinder mistrus' sometimes dat boy
fooliu' me, but I doan know. Desc
gals is mous's 'ceitfui eu SO is desc sto'
boys ell gittin' SO ROW most er feard
ter trus' myself mos.
Oh, hayar dat note now, l git it all
mash up in MY pocket SO I thought it
wus er ole rag, Marster Jeems, won
you try Ell read her fer me en- see eff
she reads any oder way dan dat boy
read it. Tell me de homes truf' bout
it, fer Use mos 'stracted, deed is.
l unfolded the dreadful note, and
with much difficulty deciphered the
following:
mister SAM johnson,
dEar sam,
am eR
gOin' Ter de Sto' dis EaveniNg, an
Will You phase to Be Thar en- Git
that Wiring, fer wants Ever boldly
to No Ise Guaged Ter Bee MARRY.
70 ailSie.
P. S. Eff You Aim Gott De mummy
Ter gift it kin git Trusted at De
Sto', ez Day hnose me Oar.