Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-06-24
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all night
MIS- 'Possum she say. seq she: Gem
men. ain gwine teck no fer arnser. YOU
all mus be plumb FRAGILE out wild yo' walk
You mus come IN an teck off yo' shoes
an res yo' hufs. an den femme gin you a
plate err simmons an a glass er buttermilk.
off,
DE vittles fetched 'em. LAX hit alluz does
wild de men-folks, an in dey canned. Mis-
Possum she ak EN- queschins bout who
Wuz dar an wat dey wo' an wat dey have
ter eat. an wat laws bin pass ontwel dey
WIZ talr VIII. Dey git so wo' out an ag-
gervex dat wen she go outer de room ter
fetch Gle simmons an de buttermilk. dey
git ter coilogin' toGe'rr an fix up a iii joke
on hef W en- she come back she putt down
de plate an de glasses an putt her hans
on her hips an stood watchin' 'em eat, talk
in at EN- all de time.
Dellawsp she say, 'y'all ain gin me no
news wuf talkin' bout Is dat all you kin
member er de doin's?
Den one un EN- he wink at de res an
ne say, he do, Law, bless yo' SOUL Mis-
fossum. l nigh mos fergit ter tell you de
kyounci done pass law dat all de amer
mlie!s mus pervide deyse'fs wild a pouch
sost dey kin kyar der chiilen round wild
EN-
:" Fer de lan's saker seq she. how /
gwine git me any pouch ter kyar' roun' wild
Nemnine.' dey SEE; we bring you do
pouch.
So dat wat dey do. an Mis- 'Possum
She strukken wild de notion dat she save
huSSef de trouble err kyar'yin' de bag on
er arm ef she jes sew hit to 'er body instid.
SO. shoz yo' Dawn. she jes' sew hit on her
own hide, right in front, an dar whar she
ON kyar yin her chillen uver sence. Tu'rr
creeturs raise big boot wen dey see FER
gwine round lax dat de onies' one 'mongs'
way.
Mis- Postum ain kyare. She say Gem
g m ~
tam bodder me. You done me a mighty
good turn; dis heap better dan gwine roun'
| totln my chillen wild my mouf, de way
| some er you halter do Wen YOU wanster
| tote 20 H.. An SO ter dis day she teck her
| chliien evywhar she go. even zen she go
| out ter rob hen-roos'. Sometimes she lays
! down on de groun' in de sun, an dey walks
! outer de pouch an climbs all over her an
| squats down an hangs on by curlin' de
! cen $ err der long tails roun' her hya'r. L
| done seed dozen Nv 'em at onct jes' set
| TN al over der nanny an hangin' on by
| der tails.
AFTER de creeturs lef' Mis- Postum dey
| g'long iii ways an met up wild Mistah
| Grub-wum. an he turnt to an gun ter
| pussecoot EN- LAX she bin dom. Dey got
| Jes natchelly wo' out wild i'm. SO dey went
| off a lii piece ter confabulate toge'rr Now
ain dis jes' too much" dey ses. why mt
| dis man go ter de kyouncil an use his own
| eyes an years? Mis'able lazybones! 50
| fat he KANT ambulate, broad z he is
| long
'One I'm EN- say ter tu'rrs. Jes' lef' dis
man ter me; gwine show him hucconie!'
| Den he go back an he say ter Mistah
Grub-wu m. 'Mistah Grub. we-all done fergit
| ter tell you de kyouncil done pass law
dat all anermuels mus crawl on der backs.
| Dey say we bin gwine roun' wild ow eyes
| on de groUn' long huff. an we mus
| turn over an look up in de worl'
" Cmph" seq de Grub-wu'n. ScZee. dat
| suit me to a gnat's bristle. 'kase l dom
reckon folks gwine spec me ter git roun'
so fas eff 1 halter trabel on my back. L
| kin teck hit easy den, sho' huff Stan
outer de way, you-al, yer goes.' Wild dat
| he roll over on his back an try ter crawl.
| Mighty hard wu'k. He wrassel an he tus-
sci an he tug, but he ain mex no head
ways. Whew! dis mex me tired. sho huff.
I gwine turn me over an do de OIL way
sezee: mighty easy fer folks ter SIT up III
| de high seats an gin der orders. l wish
| all dem dat gin orders halter try EN-
| dersefs befo' dey kin pass inter laws
He try ter turn back on his stummick,
| but. bless yo' soul. dar want no turn to
| him. He huff an he puff, but twan't no
use. De creeturS dey stood by an smoker
| ed an aged him on an let on ter try an
| hep him. Las dey cur den stan hit no
| longer. an dey bus out laughin' an SEE.
'Heyo. Mistah Grub. we done got you fix
we-all no mo- wild you queschins bout de
| kyouncil. You halter trabel all de way dar
| on you back after dis eff you wanter know
W.T. gwine on. You KANT pend on we-ail
| no mo- So-long, OF man
"Sence den OF Grub wum bin dom all
| his walkin on his back, an he bin at hit so
i long now dat he done got right spry. Some
| times after a haivy rain he come up ter de
| top er de groun'. an you kin see him jes
| mon scoottn' roun on his back.
Now OATS all de tales you gwine git
| outen me dis day. / is plumb wo' out,
| same z de creeturs wuz wo' out wild que-'-
| chins," and the old woman folded her
| hands and closed her eyes and pretended
| to be fast asleep. seeing which her little
| auditors stole softly away on tiptoe for fear
| of waking her.