Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1904-11-19


have de sesso' An twuz all he cud do
a cuo'H wid err
An thu de night de mo'ners KEEP hit up.
rockin back an 10th an singin lax dis
mum Albumin. m-um-a h-um-Tn.''
Here Aunt Nancy Initiated the peculiarly
mournfdi. monetonous dirge INDUCED in by
the negroes at their ''settin' ups" cons st
ing OF only few notes without words.
hummed through closed lips. and walled
with such persistent doefulness through
the, long night that the effect is IndescrIb-
any narrowing as well as melancholy.
Presently she resumed her story
Vas, dey KEEP hit up all night dough
now an zen deyd stop fer a Ii set-to wId
de Vitties EN- de mawnin' come all ua
EN- scusin one er two er &c w!lnmiu-folks
went home ter dress fer de funI. Long
to DIES twelve, yer dey comes ag'in dress M
In all de fine doin's dey kin Iay der han
On spec oil Mis- Bar WIZ Bout de fines
one, she have on n pink SIX dress loa-
neck -shawt-sleeves. wild a trail an =
pink sunshade ter match. but Mis- PANE.
run 'er right clost. 'kase she have on
white tailton wild hounctes rum top To-
bottom an bows er raid ribbon wild strea
ers behime. DE gemmen all have on neci-
ties an white cotton gloves. an rad
hank cheers stickin' outer der pockits tel
you dat wuZ funl, Dey all come in ar
dey howdied a lii wild Mis- Fox an SO
teiled EN- she wuZ proud ter see 'em q ',
an den she gin EN- cheers an ev'body {
down.
Las some un say: L 'clar' ter gracious
Sis Molly Cotton-tail ain coined yit Wun-
ner at mex her so late? Any you-all seed
er on de way yer? Reckon she done stop
ter prink hussef up No pusson ain seed
'er. so some 'un say dey hes sing chune
vile dey uz waitin', an wild dat dey struck
into Zion Weep allow. an I tell you.
honeys, dey made sho'-'nun music wild de
ladiz kyar'yin de air an de men-folks dom
de dronin'.'
Here the children again interrupted to ask
Aunt Nancy II she knew Zion Weep allow.
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creatures sang IL at the funeral of Mr.
Fox. Nothing loath. Aunt Nancy sang IL
with camp-meeting fervor. notes long
drawn out, with many an oh and '.ah
ana snakes and quaYerS impossible to de-
scribe.
Well" the old woman resumed 'dey
sung dat sper'chil plumb thu an yit Mis-
Molly ain come, so dey had solemn con-
clave fer lie an den de preacher he got
up an cierd his thoat time er two an
'menced talkin' bout Mstah Fox. He say,
Sinner frens, / wanster call you 'tention
ter dis cawpse; you kin see fer yo'sefs wat
a nice cawpse hit is. wild real white gloves.
Kid, sub. on he hans. an flows strewed all
up an down i'm; an | wants y'all te~ teck
puckler notuss er dat, fer dat gwine Farm
you how hit pays ter be homes an in
dush' Gus. 'kase eff he ain been dat-a-way
ne Don had no sech a funl ez wat dis is.
wild me yer too, inter de bargum ter gin
i'm a send-off. all nice an proper witch
Sis Fox. de wife er de diseased. she a-goin'
ter pay me fer hit on time | Don keep her
% n.N oar
nav sub
Some er de moners fetched a groan an
some er de oil men an wimmin 'spon' rum
de cornders, Yea, Lawd, homes an in
duSh Gus. OATS de trufer an Mis- Fox gin
a squeal an fell back in her cheer an de
funi halter stop 'twel dey cu'd bring 'er to
wild go de er water. Jes' den. who shu'd
putt 'er haid in de do but Mis- Molly
Hyar, but she wuz too smart an know
Mistah Slickry Sly too well ter putt her
foot inside de do. She wuZ all d~ess' off in
black. wild a big bawnet, an a mo'nin' veil
mo n yard long streamin' down 'er back,
an she 'uZ kyar'in big white hank cher
wild black bawder.
She howdied wild 'em a lii an den she
stan outside an look in at de cawpse wild
her had on one side an her mouf drord
lax she 'uz mighty 'fiicted bout dis, an she
say, she do, moppin her eyes now an den
wild de hank cher. Pc Brer Fox. po' Brer
lax dis. ! done forgive i'm all de hard feel
ms dat has pass betwix us. He sut'n'y is
a nice cawpse. Sis Fox, an one dat you
gwine be proud Wv all de res er yo' days.
L has ony one fault ter fin wild i'm. an
dat is, his hans ain crost; / done yearn
my granny say. an she wuZ mighty
KNOWN CONAN. dat de hans NV a cawpse
mus alIuZ be folded look lax tain a sho-
huff cawpse lessen de hans is crost.'
AT dat oil Mistah Slickry Sly tuck an
slip one han cross tur an laid dar look
in ez inherent ez a lamb. but. bless yo'
soul, dat uz nuff fer Miss Molly she
knowed den dat twuz jes' de way she
'spicioned all erlong, an dat Sickry wuz
nuver mo erlive in his life. She jes' tucken
leg-bail fer her scape outen dat, an erway
she go wild her onin' veil streamn' out
behime er In de win Fox he jumped up
an upset de preacher an split all de flows
and tuck after 'er. hard ez he cu'd split.
but he was sort hilt back by de good
clo'es an de white kid gloves, an sidesen
dat he sort stiff an weak FUN
layin still so long, wild muffin ter eat inter
de bargum, so he ain see mon de cen NV
: r vail l,wine roun' a cornder.
''Dey do say dat funl come mighty nigh
mekin' trouble In de Fox family fer he
useter th'ow hit up ter de oil CONAN, ev'y
now an den, dat she done kyar' on wild
Mistah Coon right in front er de cawpse NV
'er own husban'. But she knowed how ter
shet i'm up; she alluz say: "Twant no
cawpse. dough hit orter bin. seem all hit
done cos me. No spectacle cawpse Don do
no sech a low-down way, a mannerly
cawpse 'ud "a knowed at wuz 'spected NV
hit an stayed daid. An all dem NOR ers
dom all dat mo'nin an sett!n' up fer nut
tin. / boun' you wen yo time sho'-'nuff
comes | won't be able ter fin mo'ners nuff
in dish yer kyounty ter bury you decint
Folks ain lax ter has der feeiins disapp'int-
ed dat-a-way Don you talk ter me. long
ez we OWN money on dat funl yiti'