Rogue River courier. (Grants Pass, Or.) 1886-1927, 1902-12-25

contrary dat he can't live in peace wild
de res er der nlggers, an ole marse
ha' ter bull i'm er cabin way off fom
de res web de ole man could fuss m
quail des so much as he feel like We
ha' ter be mighty keerful gwine trough
de weeds, case we see er light in Unc'
Ikes cabin trough er hole in de chin
bly,. Any yudder time Aun' Sukie done
ben settin' by de fab er noppin' an
err smokin' dat ole pipe twel de dead
hours er de night; but now she done
laid down, case She spectin' ole Sandy
Claws. an she heah ole mis- say dat
he ain gwine come home long as any
pusson wake bout de house She lay
in down, an done had 'er head xiv
cred up wild de quilts. Unc' Ike, he
settin' up I'm de co ner wild he shucks,
platin' an ole boss collar wat he gwlhe
ter sell mex day fo' ter git de Crlsmus
dram wild An he had free big ole
nlggerkiller 'taters roaStin' in de ashes
fo' de brekfus,
"Aun' Sukie keep er sayin': Ike,
wy don yo' come ter bed? Don yo'
know hits er gittln' later
"Unc' Ike says 'Sukle, yo des shet
up yo' mouf know wat yo' studyin'
bout. yo ole fool Yo' lemme lone, an
eff yo' sleepy go ter sleep, tell yo'.'
Den l sorter hum low:
"Paterroller paterroller let Ike pars
Sukie cook slow. but she eat mighty fas':
Sorry TO lame Niger gets dar las;
Do, Mistah Paterroller, let Ike pars.
"Unc' Ike, mus er hearn me, case
he stop right still an cock he yeah side
ways an listen an den mumull out
sump'n' bout Ne min, git yo' sassy
rasc'ls ylt. See T | don tell ole marse.'
"Aun Sukie say: wat yo er NUT
term an mum'ln' bout, Ike? does
wish yo'd come on ter bed an quit stir
rim up dem Goals
"Unc' Ike say: rs ertalkin ter my
se'f an 'tuin't none er yo' business,
Sukie yo de bigges' gump evub seed.
Yo' layln' dar GnkinN bout dat mess
bout Sandy Claws Hain't done seed
20 ole stociin' haugin dar? io' fink
ole Sandy Claws Ewln ter pay any
'tentlon ter dat ole wool stockin'? No,
stree, bob! ole mis- des' ruint 20, an
yo ba'kin up de wrong stump dis
time. fo' sho yo' is
"Bimeby de ole man git sorter tied,
an he klyer dem taters up mighty good
an start ter bed Den, alter de ole man
done laid down. he keep er-talEin' bout
crops an bout 'ligion an bout anything
To- ter worry Aun' Sukle who ain
sayn' noiliu tail. Alter long time
Unc' Ike drops Off ter sleep an gin
ter sno', an den Aun' Sukie rise up an
look all erroun' des' as cunnin'lack
an den drap down lack she's er
sleep.
"pcy wus or little chunk er fab wat
KEEP er winkn' an er bliukin' In de
hath. but we done ben er watchin'
trough dat hole twcl we gittin' tired,
nu' las | gon' ter climb up on de house
| cumb right eAsy up de cO'ner an
outer de aidge er de run, an rom DAT
easod erloug twel got ter de chin
bly,. got er straddle er de ridgepOle.
an den fix my ole Sandy Claws an
gun ter git ready TO de clrkis. De
chlmhly wus about or foot too low
down, SOS ! ha' ter bet one foot res on
de ch,mbly an wen I fotch de yudder
laig down say ter myse'f:
"Ole sulSle Blueskln
She fcll in love Wld me.
An she ak me down ter her house
Ter drink er cup or tea
an. 1. ,f.
Claws. brtshin' de sut down, an drs
as e come 600 sight Aun' SGEle sQualled
lack er crippled coon. Iawd or massy,
Ike. he's come"
"Des den de clof fetched de little
blaze or fah. an BIT blazcd way up, an
hit stlhed me twel | los my holt, an
wild er Glitter clatter. rip an kcr bllm,
| landed down In Dc hot ashes, right
on top or Dc sandy Claws an all mixed
up wid Uuc' lEe's taters.
"Yo' ncbcr hearu sIch er row 'twlx'
dis an 'edement Aun Sukle she
squall: oh. uarse! Oh, mlstis! Hep!
Hep. De ole boys come alter me an
Iker An she went er spinnin' out
trough de dead teaWeeds, Lnc' Ike.
he done riz. an w'llcs I scuHiin' wild de
Sandy Claws be got er ax handle an
wus des er lambastln' me.
AFTER w'iles | say: Please. Unc' Ike.
don hit me no mo! Hits Ceeze, Unc
Ike! Please don hit me no mo! But
de ole scamp. gittln' madder dan evah
wen he fin out hits me. KEEP or peltin'
me an er sayin': Yes, yo' rascl, yo'
done rulnt my taters Yo ben slngin
bout me III big Ike you. ! gwine
little Ike you. gwine SukIe Bueskln
your
Bout dat time ole marse be come
to'ds de quatahs. an he cotch Jack an
Tom des as dey wus er gittin' ovah de
fence
"'W'ats de mattah. SukleY
"'Oh. marster. de debble's IN De house,
er ras'lin' wild Ike
'Des den to loose. an wen liz
out'n De do ole marse grab me.
Dem ole critters den yin ter tell all
so'ts er tales an dey 'cuse me or tryin'
ter bun de house down an singin' bad
songs. an dey beg ole marse 70 ter
buck me down cross er log an gimme
e. hunderd
"Ole marse lis'n'. an alter erwiles he
gun ter snlcker an den ter lan. an
den we all slip %. an ole marse ain
neyab said Muffin bout buckln down
rom dat day twel dis But Aun' Su
kle-u-m-m. Dat ole pussOn had er
spite 'gin me evah scuee. an de ve'y
mint Unc' lie 10y eyes ca me be gin
ter hunt 'rouu 10 sump'u' ter ding at
ne 'Peahs ter me deg ain neyah goln'
ter fo'g't bout Aun sukie's Sandy
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