Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-07-22


p'litely. he do: You don sesso. Well,
Mistah Mink, lax ter know jes' how you
do dat. Please. sub, ter show me how you
ketch duck; l bin yearnin' all my days
wat greet han you is at duck-ketchin.
Dat mex Mink feel kind er good. an
he say. sexee. Wen. den. jes' watch me
clost. an / reckon mebbe youth be able
ter do II in de same lax manner
Mink he slipped inter de water an dove
clean under ter whar de ducks wuz a-fioat-
In, an dey ain even know he WIZ near
laig an jes' natchelly pulled her un'need
de water an drug her over ter whar Mistah
Hyar' wuz Waltin
.. Uh-huh. Mistah Mink sezee. vey good;
you has did dat mighty slick. sub: but !
houn' you kin do dat same de v'ey fus
lick widout de prastuss you bin havin'
all yo' days. De on'ies thing needed yer
is ter be handy an quick. sub; handy an
quick; an he twis' up de cornderS NV his
mufstarsh wild one han an look mighty
KNOWN.
IAN right. suh.' seq Mink. sezee: sail
in an femme see how you gwine do de
deed sezee, Mebbe you kin do hit all
right de fus time sezee. but don b'iieve
in none er desc yer nigh-cuts, mysef MY
spe'yunce Is dat you halter go roun' de
long way eff you wanter do q thing we'll
Oar wuz a log layin In de water
nigh ter whar de ducks wuz. an Hyar' ne
mosey roun' ter de place an wade out inter
de water an cium up on de log, thfnkiE
he'd stan tlar an grab fer duck data
way. But dat de time his gun miss IRE.
He nab at de neares' duck but sho! he los
his baluns an fell inter de water ker,
splash! an come mighty nigh gitfin
dr ownded. De ducks dey yearn de noise an
holered an quacked an hew'd of ter TURF
side de pond One'r de young ducks whar
wuz jes' out fer her fus' swim, she say ter
one'r de Oh uns: 'Quack. quack. duack!
Mis- Duck. dat wuz greet splash we done
yearn. Mus a bin a mighty big frog
jumped inter de pond Umph, see de Oh
lady, frog! say frog! You gotter larn
n 1ay,sf fur ar
have no peace ner comfu't In dis pono.
| Dunno frogs yit wen you see 'em. an got
ter mex yo' Twin frog-huntin'! LAX datF
'Wellum,' seq de young un, dis nay fus'
trip ter de pond; you KANT spec me ter
know all you does, in a minnit.'
Dat sort er please de oil un, SO she stop
jawin' an dey all went on wild rel frog
huntin'
'Hyar' he elm up de bank mo- daid dan
alive wild ev'y hya'r stickin ter his hide
and de water runnnin' often him lax ram.
He wuz right aggervex, 'kase hyar's don
lax ter wet der footses none too WELL He
gin hisse'f shake an he seq. sezee,
Shucksi dem de triflnes' ducks | uver see,
frightened eff man sheks his iii finger at
EN-; an dat OF log so slpp'y you natter
have claws eff you wanter hol' onter hit.
".Nemmine, Mistah Hyar,' seq de Mink,
sezee you mus try yo' luck ag'in. You
mustn' gin up on de fus try gwihe
swim roun' on tu'rr side de ducks an drive
de hull cumboodle back dis side, an you
mus stan rafdy ter ketch one, fer l boun
you shell have duck fer yo' dinner
Goose Hyar' want gwine let on ne
stumped, 50 he say sort er kyar less. on
we'll so he eff you ssSso, tain gWlne faGe
me ter ketch one'r dem iii no-kyount
ducks: me dat bin hoein' my own row uver
sense | wuz knee-hish to hopper-grass. L
gwine nab her dis time, you KIN femme lone
fer dat.
Mink he swimmed off, an Rabbit he go
up on de bank an git him a long piece er
| dat brambly vine dey calls de debif s-shoe-
string. Well, he tuck an tuck de piece er
debil s-shoestring an crope down inter de
water wild hit twel he wuz hidden. all but
his nose an eyes. Yer come OF Mink
drivin' de ducks dat way. One I'm EN-
come sailn' to- des NIistah Hyar an he jeS
natchelly grabbed her by de laig an hlt
her vile he tied her laig wild de deblls-
shoe-string. She quacked an she hollered
an she tapped an she flew'd, but yit oil
Hyar hung onter de brier. No use ter
kick, ma'am,' sezee, 'kase done got you
dis time an I gwine hor onter YOU
" 'Um-umph! 1 gwine show you hue
come Duck, seq she. an she ffew'd up
an whu'lin an kickin', yit he ain let go.
| Mink he wuz STAMINA down below jes a
hollerin' an a-laughin', ciappin' his hans
on his knees an doublin' hisse'f up lax
| jack-knife. He sings out: 'Hi-yii Mistah
| Hyar, you done got up in de worl', sho'
! huff You bin right uppish befo' now;
| don't reckon you gwine speak wild common
| folks after dis.
L IL
| dis trip; tell you dat. pin blank, yells OF
| Hyar lettin' go wild one han long huff ter
| sick his ifs at Mistah Mink. Mink he stood
watchin' 'em 'twel day want nuttin but
| a speck Duck she fiew'd an she flew
| an she flewd. an Hyar' hilt on 'twel he
| thought his paws gwine drap off. He argyfy
| wild her an baig an baig her please, ma am
| ter light an let him go; but she jes quack
| an say: KANT year you, sub; KANT year
| you. You halter speak louder, my years
| amt wat dey ulster wuz
| Las he cu'dden hang on no longer an
| he seed dey wuz right over a OF sickymo'
| tree, an he let go an drap onter de tree
| But de tree wuz holler an he jes' drapt
| right down eenside 'twell he struck de
| groun He wuz plumb stunded at fus,
| but after vile he set up and look 'roun'
| 'Twuz mighty dark in dar an he s'arch an
| he sarch fer some place ter git out but
| 'twan't none dar. He lissen an he lissen
| an he feel an he feel. but dar he wuz, shet
| up tight wild nuttin but speck er day
| light, way up in de tree.
Las he yearn man chopin In de
! woods an he say ter hisse'f dat he mus
| trac' de 'tention er dat man eff he wanter
| git out. 'Hi-yi! Mistah Man.. sezee,
| speakin' fine lax CONAN, come yer. Mistah
Man
'Mistah Man ain year him an go on
| wild de chopin.
MAN mus be deaf ez pos SEE Hyar
| ter hisse'f L reckin l gotter vel loud
huff ter bus my b'iler eff 1 wanter git outer
| dis He try hit agin, but yit de man ain
| year Den he thought mebbe de man
| mought year him eff he sung sumpn. so he
| struck up a oil chune an desc wuz de
| wu'ds wfar he putt wild hit:
oh. eff / had needle,
| Fz fine / cu'd sew,
} I'd stitch my true love to my side
An down de river I'd GO
| He made his voice jes lax one'r desc yer
| high, fine, ladiz' voices whar carry de SCUM
! a long ways, an las Mistah Man year him
| an he say, MISSY me! wat dat? Pears
| ter me year CONAN gwine on inside dat