The Brandon news. (Brandon, Miss.) 1892-1961, 1906-11-15
Grace MacGowan Cooke. In
st. Nicholas.
"a PLANTATION STORY

! IN 1uAN1A1lVN U1VN1s
S~c~cNc~c0aO0O0O0a
q Q Being the Experience of the Stag Who Q !
| 60 Tried to Please Everybody 0o~d
Uncle Bergen, the plantation shoe.
maker at Broadlands, was building
himself pair of most wonderful
boots. The Randolph children had
drifted down to the shoe shop with
their nurse, America, Uncle Bergen's
daughter, in the hope that he would
tell them story. 1t may be that this
was the reason why Pate made fun
Of the boots.
"They won't look nice on you,
Unc' Bergen" he asserted ungra-
ciously. Anyhow, you'd have to
tuck your pants into them to show
the red tops; and If you did that
they'd look worser than ever"
Patricia was the peacemaker; yet
even she regarded Uncle Bergen's
silence with great disfavor. II think
/ shoes are a heap Nicer" she sug-
gested plaintively.
me likes Slippers" put in baby
Isabel
! Now" demanded the shoemaker
severely, slowly turning toward the
children as If to give greater import
ance to what he was about to say,
"has you-all
Said you say, an had yo' way?
lease eff you has, is got mind to
tell you bout de deer what set out
for to please each an every. Dat
what you-all put me to studyin'
bout"
ooh, do tell it. pleased" begged
the children.
And Isabel shouted: "a story! A
story! Ats what we coined down
here for"
Might "a knowed you come after
somethin' by de scan alous way you
miscalled my Sunday boots. I bound
We, dis :hyer story bout de deer gwine
do you-all chillen good
The young Randolphs settled
themselves in an expectant row.
de OF doe, what was de nanny
o. dis-hyer deer boy what I gwine
tell you bout" began the old man,
"she got losted away from de herd,
an she fetched up her son whar dey
amt been no deers. She done we'll
by him, for wilder, an she tried for
to Iarn him sense. But he was a
great somebody to go bout seekin'
advice, an askin' all de other crit
ters how does they like his ways.
thine his horns commence to
sprout, he norrated pretty much all
th'oo de Big Woods, astin' each CRIT
ter how do he like de new rang
ments. His nanny sont him to de
kings house for to warn de drizzly
bear, what was king O. de Big Woods,
Of a bee-tree dat she done find.
How you admire dese-hyer
bumps what done come on de corn
ders O. my head?' de deer boy ak Of
the King Bear.
de drizzly bear feel 'blis;e to say
somethin'-an' say hit strong. 'Huh!
he grunt: 'dey looks scan alous to
me-plumb scan alous. ain't never
been havin' nothin' like that on my
head; an look-Ise de king o. de
] Big Woods, an when I boiler every
critter in de Big Woows, 'blige to
jump. Eff you keep on wild dem
sprouters on you head, you gwine
come to bad eend-you hear me?'
de deer boy hump himself home
to he nanny. an say he gwine quit
havin' dem bumps on he forehead.
an he gwine quit hit right away.
'Gump!' grunt old lady deer. An
dat last word she say to him dat
time. She know mighty we'll an
good he CANT quit de horn business
dest by maxim up he mind dat hit
don't suit him.
"By dat, he take to AKIN de birds
an de field mices an de hopper
grasses and de little fishes how dey
like de new horns what he COM
mence to sprout. I done told you
dis-hyer deer amt growed-he dest
a boy. When he dance home to he
nanny with de ruthers o. all dem
little critters bout shill he have
horns or shill he not have horns, she
say, dest de same, 'Gump! '-dest so
she say hit, sGump! You let dem
horns alone. Eff dey caches, you rub
'em 'gainst saplin'. You gwine be
mighty proud when dey grows out.
so de young deer boyle gittin'
to be right smart fryin'-size critter
by dis-hyer time-he LET dem horns
grow, ca'se he CANT do no other
way. He sot in to eat, an to bark
de trees: but he amt fergit to ask
: every critter dat he pass de time O.
day wild, does he like de notion O.
| him wearin' horns.
"Some do, an some don't. Dem
| folks what amt got no horns dey.
se'f-w'y, dey nachelly ag'in him
raisin' any. Dem what got horns
CANT never agree bout how his'r
should sprout: an seem like dey
hain't no peace o. mind for de deer
boy in dat way O. carryin' en-.
"A old goat done tell him da1
horns was all right, but dey 'bleege
| to go back like goat horns. A COW
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