The San Francisco call., 1906-10-28

cared hounds. Hero and Rirgo, to the
back OF the cart. throw an old checked
quilt on top OF the rim bale OF cotton
and on that o few bundles OF fodder.
and Gabr'l and his tall father. Jack
Tomlin. are of for town TO sell the
cotton and spend the day.
That memorable time is dwelt on by
Gabrl for weeks, and he is the envy
of the other boys on the farm who are
less fortunate about getting to town.
Gahr'l and his old grandfather, Uncle
Nose, are pretty good friends, and IL is
nip and tuck when they get together
and begin to tell tales of the present
and past in the cotton business. Gabr'l
proudly and still uneasily looks around
and then leans forward and says:
Gran daddy. | declar' to gracious de
day I went to town wid daddy seed
q buggy gwine long de road jes' lick
otty clip. I jes hopes / may die IL It
have single blessed mule hftched to
1t. andaddy, tell you It wuz plum
fyin' an 1t didn't make no fuss. 1t
like ter run plum over me an daddy
an Tebo and de red steer an Hero an
Ringo. A man wuz thro'in' sum paper
an him an ernother man jest sot an
LATED an rid an rid. An L tell you.
gran daddy. dey never driv' nothin', but
dey Jest fairly fled"
Uncle Nose looked at abr'l several
seconds and then delivered a warning:
"Gabrl. I'm putty nigh So vars. but
ain nuvver seed a nigger ez young
ez YOU whut kin tell sich slick lies, an
whut's de wus part, tell dem wen dey
amt no 'casiol fur dem. Eve'y time
you so wild your pa ter town I notis
you cum back wild some er dem town
niggers' ways. De las time you went
you cum back hyah tellin me bout
seein bale er cotton whut had been
scrushed in some sorter press tell 1t
warn't no bigger'n a cotton basket |
knowed you wuz lyin' den, but / lay
low an navver sed nctFTin'. an now you
done started up dat same devilish talk
again.
I'm gwine ter tell Rose jes' whut
towns doin' fur you. I ricollect one Nv
de fust tings I ever heerd about lyin'
WIZ whut de Bible scd. dat liers wuz
Ewine ter be bu'nt to a plum charcoal.
Ef taikin' won stop you from dat on
Eodlg sin de bresh may, en- ef Rose
don larrup you fur whut you hez sed
dis dag to me by dis same ash hopper.
Zen Eill ia l.e 6e rod an whale your
back yayse'f.@
This threat reduced Gabr1 to the
verge OF ,,s.rs- and it was only when
he solemnly raised his eyes apparently
TO heaven and protested that Re hoped
lie might droD dead in his tracks where
buggy with no mule that Uncle Nose
Telentea. lie unwilinsly admitted
that "Gohrl mougater seed whut he
s'posed WIZ a buggy wid ROthin' tc
IT, but he lSnow'd dat country niggers
WIZ sich fools dat dey eyes got
cliPsed surtimeS an dey really warns
no tellin' whut dey thunk dey seed
He ''wouldn't tell Rosa dis time but
de uex' time dere wouldn't be ernua
switches on de vile goose plum tree.
fur ter use ef I heer eny more secl
sinful talk"
T, turn the conversation from him
self. Cabr'l artfully begs Uncle Mos,
to tell him about tie time when he
Uncle Nose. was a boy and how thes
giHned cotton. Gobr'l declared it hae
bean 80 long since he had heard Uncl.
Nose talk he has forgotten all about it
From tho fierce tone Uncle Nose falls
into softered mood and a saddened loot
creeps into his face while he lives ovel
his 4ourg days when he belonged Il
Marsc Sid Goodwin. He makes Gebr'
green with envy when he dwells or