The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1898-12-24

Dey blows upon dey hands,
Den filings EN- wild de nails up.
Jumps up an cracks dey heels,
An pruzntly dey sails up,
An makes dem oxen hump deyself,
By twistin all day tails up!
In this our age of printer ink,
It's books that show us how to think
The rule reversed, and set at naught,
That held that books were born Of thought:
We form our minds by pedants' rules;
And all we know, is from the schools;
And when we work, or when we play,
We do it in an ordered way
And Natures self pronounce ban on,
Wbene er she dares transgress a canon.
Untrammeled thus, the simple race is,
That ''works the craps on cotton-places
Original in act and thought,
Because unlearned and untaught,
Observe them at their Christmas party.
How unrestrained their mirth--how hearty
How many things they say and do,
That never would occur to you!
See Brudder Brown-whose saving grace
Would sanctify quarter-race--
Out on the crowded floor advance,
To .sbee blessin on dis dance
Domhfh T ledge 'Gt Us hi hard for What we doesyo@
knows it's Chrismus night;
An all de balance OBJ de yeah, we does as
rights we kin
L -. IL, io4'I
cuse de sin
We labors in de vineya' d-workin hard, an
workin' true
Now. shorely you won't notus, eff we eats a
grape or two, ,,4 rest;r.-
An takes leetle h"','
Bekase, mex week, we'll start in fresh, an
labor twicet as WELL
Remember, Mahsr-min' dis, now-de sim
fulness OBJ sin
Is 'pendin pom de sperrit what we goes an
does it in:
An in a righchis frame OBJ min ives gwine
to dance an sing:
feeln' like King David, when he cut de
pigeon wing.
1t seems to me-indeed it dol mebbe mout
be wrong
That people rally ought to dance, when Chris
mus comes along;
Des dance bekase dey's happy--like de birds
hops in de trees:
De pine-top fiddle soundin's to de bowin' OBJ
de breeze.
We has no ark to dance afore, like IsruI's
prophet king;
We has no harp to SCUM de chords, to holp
us out to sing;
But 'codin' to de gifts we has we does de
bes we knows
An folks don't spise de vi'let flow'r bekase
it amt de rose.
You bless us, please sab, eben eff we's dom
wrong tonight;
kase den We'll need de blessin more'n eff
we's dom right;
An let de blessin' stay wild us, untell we
comes to die,
An goes to keep our Christmas wild dem
sheriffs in de sky
Yes, tell dem preshs aniuls we's gwine to
jine 'em soon:
We's ready when you wants us, an it amt no
matter when
0, Mahsr call 20 chillen soon, an take 'em
home Amen.
The reverend man is scarcely through,
When all the noise begins anew,
And with such force assaults the ears.
That through the din one hardly hears
Old Fidding Josey ''sound his A.
Correct the pitch-begin to play
Stop, satisfed-then, with bow,
Rap out the signal dancers know
Git go pardners, .tust kacattilion!
Stomp yo' feet, an raise em high;
Tune is: ''Oh dat water million
Gwine to git to home bime- bye
State go pGrdners !-scrape perlitely-
Don't be bumpin' gin de res 3
Balance aUHnow, step out rightly;
Alluz dance yo' lebbel bes'. u
Fo'aCG' d toah !-whoop up, niggers
Back Gg'in don't be so slow
S,cing conahs min de fggers :, :,
When | holers, den yo go. :"
Top ladies cross oberi !,
Hol' on. till | takes dram -
Gemneen SOLO YES, rs sober
KANT say how de fiddle am
Hands around !-hel up yo' faces,
Don't be lookin' at yo' feet of
.Stcing go parOtaers to go places q! IN
OATS de way-dat's hard to beat, v vn
Sides to'W'd when you's ready op
Make bow as lows you kin at
String dcrost rid opp site lady, 10
Now we'll let you swap ag'in:
Ladies change !-shet up dat talkin';