Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-03-18
Brer SOUL Clap His LII Paws.

b'iieye hit er not, but alluZ means wat I
seq; an de nabers'll all tell you de same.
J. wuz bawnded yer, las ear, an brung up
right in dis tree, an dey all knows me
right WELL
WELL eff you talkin' de trufe,' seq she.
sniggerin' ag'in lax she still feel kind er
backwards bout hit, dough all de time she
wuz jes' a-honin' ter show hussef off; well,
eff dat dc trufe, den 1 gwine whu'l in an
show you some tricks whar is tricks sho'-
huff; hit ticks me ter do en- Wild dat she
turnt husse'f aloose an NV all de gwines-o on
you uver see dem tuck de lead. She go kit
in long piece an den all wv suddint she
r'ar up on her ha'nches an do lax she lis
sen; den she gin monsto Gus jump an go
ag'in; an den she double lax de dogs after
'er an she wanter git way FUN 'em, an
she dat spry an soople seem lax she do all
dem tricks widout half tryin'.
"Brer SOUL he monst'ous p'lite, an he
watch her clost an pay good 'tention an
wuz mighty please wild evything. He clap
his lii paws an say: Good fer you, Mis-
Molly Hyar! You sut'n'y is a sho'- huff
jumper! I boun' dar ain nair' dog in desc
parts kin run you down, Mis- Molly
"She say: oh shucks! dis ain ruttin'
tall. Wait 'twel I show you watts wat
An wild dat she 'mence all over ag'in an
putt in all de extry ticks she cu'd think NV.
scootin' in an out 'mongs' de trees an de
bushes so fas' dat you cu'dden see no laigs
ner feet, ies' look lax wad er fur dat was
bein' chunked roun' fer fun.
Las SOUL ne IeaEeu SHe SWlne TIRE
husse'l all out, 'kase he waz a kim hearted
III Teller, an he say, sezee; 'Thanky, Mis-
Molly. thanky. maam. / much 'bleeged ter
you fer shown me 20 tricks, an owns up
dat Il KANT do one un em. But mebbe
ma'am, you lax ter see me run up a tree;
fer you done tol' de trufe wen you ses dat's
bout all kin do.
But bless yo soul, he kin do heap mon
dat, only he wuZ one'r desc yer modes mems
whar thinks mo- NV urr folks doin's dan
dey does NV de-. own, but let you know
dat lots er times day kin do mo- dan de
peoples whar nieks sech 'miration over der
SETS.
HE kite up de tall tree same'z eff
he wuz runnia' on de groun' an wen
he git dar he do all sawts er things
He pick nuts an swing back an fo'th
FUN one tree to anu'rr widout losin'
his baluns err fallin' onct. Den he spread
out his fo laigs wide ez he kin an jump
fun de highes' limb clean to the groun'
widout hurtin' him t ALL an wuz up de
tree ag'in befo' Mis- Molly cu'd wink her
eyeleds. Mex. he run down de tree hald
10 most, Jes' ez easy ez he run up. Den
back ag'in ter swing some mo- an hang on
by one paw an turn a somerset on de limb,
an hull passed. NV urr tricks.
Mis- Hyar she want so pleasan' an
p'Ite ez Brer SOUL bin. She ain say nut
tin nice bout his tricks, jes' set down dar
below, squatulahn' wild i'm an rollin' her
eyes up an. wringin' her paws an sayin'
over an over ag'in: Brer SOUL don min,
he Kill hisse'f! Brer SOUL dom min. he
Kill hsse'fi Gwine fall ker-smack down
an snag hisse'f on his stump! Please. sub.
ter stop! hit gin me de Irritation er de
heart ter see you do dat-a-wayl I gw.ne
go right long home dis minnit eff you dom
quit dem gwines-on- an come down FUN
dar.' She go on lax dat 'kase she ain't got
sense 'nuff ter know he WIZ jes' ez mu-h
at home up dar ez wat she wuz on de
groun'. an dat his tricks wuz jes' ez matched
an easy fer him ez w at hern wuz fer her.
De trouble wild her Wuz she think she know
hit all.