Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1902-03-07
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Honey, why yo' tease nanny SO
much ter be allus tellin' yo' bout ole
times? Yo' Ibis in de vance age, an
ought ter be libin' a mighty good life,
too, cause how yo' know yo' won't
hab great-gran- -chillen pryin' inter all
yo' actions?
"Yo' doan' wan ter hyear bout yo
gran ma, but wants me ter tell yo
bout ma lii Clarissy? Bless yo' heart!
honey, dat's de one thing l lubs ter
talk bout, doe it almos' snaps de
strings OBJ mammy's po' ole heart cherry
time she eben thinks ob her.
"De night Clarissy opened her eyes
on dis earth dar wuz consumptious
ball goin on at de big house, TO de
quality, in honor OBJ yo' gran ma, who
yo' gran'pa, ma young marse, had
fetched home as his bride.
II could talk bout ma mistus all
day, but yo wants ter hyear bout
Clarissy. Well, Ize leadin' up ter her,
honey. At de time l am tellin' yo' OBJ
she wuz jes' on her way inter dis
worP OBJ trouble, an | forgit all bout
her eben den tween thinkin OBJ de
gran times at de big house, which Sis
Kitty wuz 'monstratin' bout an listen
in ter de squeak OBJ Uncle Jerry's fid-
die at de Quarters.
Tween de squeaks I hyeard him
hollo' Git yo' pardners fer de kwat-
tilon! Raise yo' feet high! S'lute yo'
pardners! Fo'wa'd foah an back agin!
Lef han ober right han back!' Den
what TUX me, he jes' shouted, Judy,
cum back hyar! Doan' yo' know yo'
right han from yo' lef'? Yo's spilled
de whole set, an I'ze ha'f a min not
ter let yo' shuttle no mo- ter ma fiddlin'
ternight. Yo' think Miss red sash
makes yo' fine, but lemme tell yo' gal,
dc fines shuck of'en hides de meanes'
nubbin in de row!'
Il wuz mighty pleased ter hyear Judy
publicly 'buked, cause she wuz dat
airy since she TUX ma Hosea from me-
She not only TUX him, but got herself
a stiferket in a goP frame which said
de law had glib him ter her! Dis is a
mighty quar- worl, chile. In de sight
OBJ de Lord, Hosea wuz mine; but
cause de law could write on paper it
could DIVORCE me an glib him ter her
wild ticker ter prove it, In desc days
deg Is changin' de Scriptur' fashion,
dey buns de stiferket, snaps dere fin
gers at de public, buys de law ter do
dere way, an breaks dere 'leglance wild
do sight OBJ de Lord.
We'll, chile, I'm deviatin' from de
paff l wuz treadin'. When Uncle Jerry
holloed out, Make yo' steps an sho'
yo' style!' an All hans 'roun'!' l fer
, got ma Fiction. l fergot eberything,
an loped right off ter be in at dat oc-
cashum. Sir Kitty cot me by de arm
| an dragged me back. She lowed 'Ag-
gie, yo's crazy, an I'm goin' fer de
| paterole. Dat settled me.
"Jes' cen de clock struck twelbe, an
de strikes wuz mos drownded by de
noise from de flrecrackers an gun at
| de big house an de hurrays from dc
| Quarters. Den l knew it wuz Chris
mus mornin', an as de las cheer died
out ma lii Clarissy cum for ma Chris
mus gif'. l knows it wuz onchrischun
lax an an owdacious sin, but l didn'
thank de Lord as much as l ought fer
His present. cause l KEEP thinkin' how
dat same present had cheated me out
OBJ bein' 'mong de fust ter s'lute ma
new miss an join in Uncle Jerry's
All hans 'roun''
"Whar did l get de name Clarissy?
Now, Pze goin' tel tell yo' how ma
! Fiction brought me 'onor.
"Yo dear gran'Hla named dat chile,
an lowed she wuz ter be raised an
edicated at de big house. Dat made
me mighty proud. So, wher yo' ma
wuz born I TUX Clarissy an went ter
de big house an nussed yo' ma till dey
put her in de col groun'.
"Doan' get SO impashum, honey; Tze
goin' ter tell yo' bout Clarissy but l
jes kinder laks ter put it off as long as
| kin.
"Clarissy hadn' no face ter be