Sunday Washington globe., 1902-01-26

"Aud was Sandy the thiefP inquired
Helen. laughing.
''Iknows dat Sandy Tarby took my pocket
book, " answered Aunt Sally, case he glib
il to Nose Snowden TO- men'in his shoes;
pse alius had er mighty fine spiCion dat I
could mention de name Of de pahty dat took
de odder tings alsuh. But Sandy went way
to de war an don't know perzactly what
ebher did come OBJ him" Lord" I" mused
Aunt Sally. as she began to cut the dough
into biscuit shapes, what a slippery nigger
dat yaller Sandy cut'ny war; lie war what
yo might call er lght-dngered coter, Mis-
Helen"
II suppose, after being deceived in both
Ham and Sandy that you lost confidence in
men, did you not, Aunt Sallyf" inquired
Helen.
'Fo' quite er spell l cut'ny did stan off
from anything to do wild man niggers," F" adj
mitted Aunt Sally, after considering for
awhile, but Lord love yo', honey, when
folkses is young an dere hearts tender, yo'
kin say what yo please, but de sexes will
transmickulate do an say what yo' will"
well suh long bout dis time, dere
come foolin' bout hyar, a shot brown
skinned nigger, dat yo Pa hab jis bought
from Massa' Peter's place down at Tenally-
town. At fus' didn't pay no teller ten
tion to him, tall but he KEEP gittin' so per-
sistint he did dat bye an bye we gin ter
sit tergedder at nights an talk; Well sub;
dis went on fur quite er spell, an finally
we war come to be 'ngaged: Well sub; no
sooner we do dis den Mister nlgger gin to
sume uppishness, sayin' 1 mustn't do dis,
an mustn't do dat; KEEP tellin' him to go
way man, an not poster me wild his r'marks;
but as l say befo', he war er mos persistint
nigger an he wouldn't be wlrned, but jis
KEEP taggin' at me mos uncommon; fin'ly,
Mister man goes down to Georgetown one
Sat'day night an gifts 'toxicated. Dat mak's
him ez boil ez er lion, an long bout ten
o'clock in he comes to glib me er liz advice
to sleep pom"
II war er standin right war l is now,
mekin' up bread iis' ez I is now; when in
tramps mister drunken nigger; perten's
don't see anything but de dough, an keep
on workin' an siugin' at de same time:
Mister vice giver staidies hissef agin de
back oh er char an waits 70 me to opin de
conversation; but / keep on pretendiu 1 ar
not ewar oh his presince in de surpartmint,
an KEEP my back to him an keep workin'
way; finally he straighten hissef up an
say real mannish lax, he say woman"
oh; 1 say, tunin' bout gam dat yo' ole
black Mose'"
He piled, none oh yo' i'm 'dence, woman,
case Use er man, is, an / don't low
ennybody to talk to me dat way, he say,
'vancin' to'ds me at de same time in er
fghtin' altitude"
"Sho I say, yo' don't ses so does yoP
mister 'toxicated chicken tief?" Dat got
Nose rarin mad, an he say, I'll 'tise yo'
fo' dat er my name amt Nose Slaughter"
And what did he do? inquired Helen
laughing.
He made at me" replied Aunt Sally,
and mus say dat his Intentions war vaiy
good; but Lord love yo' Mis- me an dat
rolliu' pin met dat strep'ru nigger halfway
an dat rollin' pin an Mister Slaughter's
haid come tergedder wild er smack dat yo
could er heerd all ober de house"
''You must hurt him pretty severely
didn't you inquired Helen smiling2"
We'll he cut'ny war 'flicted with haid-
aches ebber after admitted Aunt Sally after
considering for awhile, but dat war de las
matrimonial ntanglemeut dat dis chile ebber
got hersef into but mused Aunt Sally dat
Nose Slaughter war cut'ny er strep'rus
co'ter sho' nough." But ebbery time dat
see dat Mister Phil Saunders, Miss Helen
does yo' know who thinks bout?
No said Helen, "who2"
II links, said Aunt Sally, OBJ dat hon'ry
nigger thief, Sandy Tarby."
RIO be continued