Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1906-03-20

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holler mighty strong, missy, an some
de back ranks gun snickerin' ut him
Uhuh He far jump. lie did. An der
bimeby Mist Vanrcvel he say dat nc
man oughter be given de pilverige tC
sell another ner to wollop him wild Q
blacIisnake, whether lie 'buse dat pill
verige er not. My horabul 'pOnent,
SIS lie, Mist Carewe, rep'sent In his
self de 'ristocratic slave Ownin' class
er de sOuf, do lie live in de nawf an
'ploy free labor. Yit it sca'sely to bt
b'lieve dat any er you would willin'ly
trus' him wild de powah er life an
death ovah yo' own chillun. witch Is
virchously what de slave ownah p'sess.
missy, you jass oughter see yo' pa
den. He Dlue In de face an dance de
quadrille OIL de boa'ds. He leave his
cha'h, git up an run cross to de Odder
side de platfawm an shake he fis
Ovdh dat mans head an screech oil
how it all lies dat de slaves evan 'ceive
sicll treatments. Dat all lies, yO' pu''
juh" lie holler. All lies. you misabu
thiefr he holler. All lies, an yo' know
It, yo' low bawn slandah' an scoun'le!
"An' wild dat Mist Nanrevel he lafl
in yo' pa face an tuhn to de crowd, he
did. an say, You reckon dat If dish
yuh man slave ownah an slave had
anguhed him as l have anguhed him
tonight, does any er you b'lieve dat
dat slave wouldn' be tied up an whip
ped tell de blood run an den sole
down de rivuh tomorrerT
"Well, sub, 'co'se mos on 'em b'lieve
same as yO' pa, but dat sutney fotch
'em, an win de debate, case dey jass
natchully lay back an roah, dey did,
missy. Dey laff an stomp an holler
tell you could "a hearn 'em mild away.
An, honey. yo' pad millyum times
druther Mist Vanrevel kilt him dan
tuhn de laff ON him. He'd shoot q
man. honey. ef he jass s'picion him to
grin out de cornder his eye ut him, an
to stan up dab wild de whole county
far roahin' at limits de Gods
mussy he didn' have no aims wild him
dat night. Ole Mist Cheneth done
brung him home. an yo' pa reach out
an kick me squah out'n' de liberty
winder soon's he ketch sight er me-
The old, mans gravity gave way to
his enjoyment Of the recollection, and
he threw back his head to laugh. HE
sho' did, honey! Uhuh! Ho. no, ho!
He sho' did. honey; he sho' did"'
Nevertheless, as he lifted the tray
again and crossed the room to go, his
solemnity returned. Missy" he said
earnestly. "ef dat young gelmun fall
in love wild you, witch knows he will
ef he ketch sight er you, lemme say
dis, an please TO- to bah in mine-bet-
ter have nuttin' do wild him tall TO he
own sake, an, 'bove all keep him fur
way f'um desc p'emises. Don let him
come in a mild er dis house."
"Nelson. was that all the quarrel be-
tween them?"
Blessed mussy, ain dat 'noush! Ell
dey's any mo- ain hearn what dat
part were." he answered quickly. but
with dogged Tightening Of the lips
which convinced Miss Betty that he
knew very we'll.
Nelson, what was the rest Of it?"
please, missy, I got pack yo' pa
trunk, an it time long ago fer me to
be ut my wu'k." He was half out OF
the door.
"What was the rest Of it" she re-
peated quietly.
"Now, honey" he returned. with a
shake Of his head, Il got
my own wu'k tend to, an ] ain't
neyah ak nobody what twas, an l
amt goin' AK 'em. An lemme jass beg
you foller de ole mans advice. You
do de same, case nobody amt goin'
tell you. All l know is dat it come
later and were somep'n bout dat rip
rarin Crailey Gray. Yo' pa he sent a
channelge to Mist Vanrevel, an Mist
vanrevel fuse to fight him case he
say he dom b'lieve shOotin' yO' pa goin'
do yo' pa any good, an he still got
hope mekkin' good citizen outer him.
Dat brung de laff Oh yo' pa ag'ln, an
he clare to God eff he ketch Vanrevel
ON any groun' er hisn he shoot him like
a mad dog. 'Pon my livin' soul, he
mean dem wuds, missy! Dey had hard
'nough time las night keepin' him fun
teahin' dat man to pieces ut de fab.
You mus keep dat young gelmun way
fun heah"
"He came home with me last night,
Nelson. l told father so."
"Yes'm. Yo' pa tole me you say dat,
but he reckon you done it to mex him
madder, case you mad too. He say
he done see dat Crailey Gray comm
long de hedge wild YOU"
l"He was mistaken. 1t was Mr.. Van
revel."
Nelson rolled his eyes fervently to
heaven. "Den dat young man run
pintedly on he death! Ell you want
keep us all dis side er de Jawdan rivuh
don let him set foot In dis neighbO'-
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