| Master Hardy, his daddy, had give us to him when he 'vided out wid de res' o' his chillun. |
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| We'd put salt in de meal and scald it wid boiling water and make it into pones and bake it. |
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| There's Miss Pamela, that ought to be goin' to be married a week from next Tuesday, goin' round as mopy as a chicken wid the pip. |
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| Blind folks has ways of findin' out things that them wid sight know nothin' 'bout and nobody can splain. |
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| But I reckin I must a-been blinded, whut wid things bein' so out of kelter round the 'partmint. |
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| He walked wid a hand on my shoulder all slued sideways, an' his right leg swingin' like a lame camel. |
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| If a slave wanted to marry up wid a gal he knocked on his Marster's door and told him 'bout it. |
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| Who knocked the fire out of my eye wid a clod of turf as hard as a paving stone? |
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| Sometimes I was pesty en he whip me wid a switch, but he never whip so hard. |
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| I had er whole lot o' 'em once, but da turned green, an' da'd pizen me ef I teched 'em wid my mouf. |
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| Us had dem good old red peas cooked wid side meat in a pot in de fireplace, and ashcake to go wid 'em. |
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| Dey dosed 'em up wid oil and turpentine and give 'em teas made out of hoarhound for some mis'ries and bone-set for other troubles. |
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| Atter dey thru dentifyin us, Old Marster tuk us on bak home wid him, en we sho wus glad ter go. |
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| When dey got him back to de house, dey would buckle him down over a barrel and larrup him wid a plaited whup. |
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| I'd worked wid my mouf full of dust, but could not stop to get a drink of water. |
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| Dey so bizzy wid der confab, dat dey ain notice Mistr Wile Cat settin up on er lim er de tree. |
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| Sometimes 'e jes' bop 'em crost de ear wid a battlin' stick, or kick 'em in de beehind. |
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| It was three planks thick, crossed one another and bradded together wid iron nails. |
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| He speak to his fader, and he curse and swear awful, and stand wid de rifle close by and tell dat son ob his to larrup Jake. |
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| Why, to lave me stuck here like a post, and to go off wid that omadhaun Pether. |
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| But he was a gran' bhoy all the same, an' I'm only a mudtipper wid a hod on me shoulthers. |
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| Not long 'fore sundown dey give evvy slave chile a wooden bowl of buttermilk and cornpone and a wooden spoon to eat it wid. |
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| I seed some of our sojer mens do, once, atter us lef old marster en go ter Montgomery wid our grandpappy. |
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| Honest, smoothy, I didn't know you wuz cravin' to be prankin' round wid Ophelia! |
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| Ash cake was good wid poke salad and clabber or butter milk and best of all was sweet milk! |
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| See 'im uv er Sunday, wid his 'go-ter-meetin'' cloze on, an' dar wan't no bird could totch 'im fur looks. |
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| Us could use 'em to git up plenty of bread and milk, or cornpone soaked wid peas and pot likker. |
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| Mattress ticks was made out of osnaburg and us filled 'em wid wheat straw in season. |
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| Den, how come you talk so uppity, like a man wid de law on he side and ain't a-scared o' nobody? |
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| I does 'member dat chillun had to live wid bags of assfiddy 'round deir necks to keep off ailments. |
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| I ain't sayin' the spirit of grace is actually th'owed me, but I feel prone to say I thinks it's fixin' to rassle wid me. |
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| I try for speak, but my troat stop up, as if you was plug him wid piece of plantain. |
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| Well, you couldn't wet dis old man's whistle wid a swallow of red liquor now? |
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| Our Master give us hominy fer Sunday mornin' brekfas', kaise us had red meat wid gravy den. |
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| Mrs. Bolans that raptured she does nothin but quaver about wid her shaky old vice. |
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| Dar frien's seem de only ones what get kill, and when dey do de folks do nuffln wid de 'sesh. |
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| Faix, but had Oona been tuck away tonight wid that vag o' the world, it's not laughin' you'd be. |
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| Faix, yer ticket reads straight through, wid no stop-off priv'leges whatever. |
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| Don't talk of quarreling wid him and being friendly to me, ye murtherin' spalpeen! |
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| I mighty glad I done wid it, 'kaze my back feel like it done broke in a thous'n pieces. |
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| When Bob Mahony hit him the skelp on the head wid the sut bag, his eye popped out of his head on the road. |
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| She dye wid copperas and walnut and wild indigo and things like dat and make pretty cloth. |
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| Luk now, how the laves is all spread out like wan wid spazzums. |
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| The gun busted on me, and I massacreed the marauder wid an ax. |
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| We sweetened our cakes wid molasses, and dey was plenty sweet too. |
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| An' yez know what payday means in a new town wid a show on the spot. |
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| I wouldn't take the wide world an' shed blood wid my own hands. |
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| I runned away wid Will grisham, when I wuz 'bout 14 years old. |
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| She sez dat she'll have ter have a talk wid me an' let him know. |
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| Dis heah chile ain't a gwine ter stay in no house wid a hant. |
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| He come back do' an' tole his marster to do what he wanted to wid him. |
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| Drowned to def in de hogshead, wid a brick tied erround him. |
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| Tink, Saar, ob David a-cuttin' off Goliah's head wid a pen, Saar! |
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| He was a savin', sthrivin' man, an' he married a woman wid money. |
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| All things were enrobed wid verisimilitude an' scrupulosity. |
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| Dat man trawmp on him in de dark, and he strack him wid his hawny tail! |
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| Down they both went to the bottom, wid a souse you'd hear half a mile off. |
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| If ye'll smash that spalpeen I'll be attending to the same wid this one. |
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| Den a yeller rat got gay wid me an' did some stunts on me windlass. |
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| Would they be boilin' us the night wid the discreetness of 'em? |
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| He s'lect out anybody dat suit Him, en put another one in his place, and make de fust one happy forever en leave t' other one to burn wid Satan. |
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| Come away, vara, come away, or I'll not be able to part wid it. |
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| My young mis', she had a ring on her finger wid a stun in it like a star. |
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| She left me wid her marster dat owned her mother, kissy Sims. |
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| She was wicked teh deh heart an' we never knowed it.We lived in deh same house wid her an' I brought her up an' we never knowed how bad she was. |
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| But it's the illigant big figgur that I ave, for the rason o' which all the ladies fall in love wid me. |
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| Ole missis, she tole me I got to go an' git dis water an' not stop foolin' roun' wid anybody. |
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| Why, Mars Tom, I lay I kin raise one er dem mullen-stalks twyste wid spring water whiles another man's a START'N one wid tears. |
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| Did I iver tell you how Horker Kelley wint into clink nakid as Phoebus Apollonius, wid the shirts av the Corp'ril an' file undher his arrum? |
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| They lef' Boston Harbour for the great Grand Bank wid a roarin' nor'wester behind 'em an' all hands full to the bung. |
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| Twas gettin' on towards fall, and grub was low, so Counahan ran her back to Boston, wid no more bones to ut. |
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| Soon's I'd come to I'd git to thinkin' agin and then it was all up wid me. |
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| Although I do me Besht wid the washin' an' ironin', so I do! |
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| You do like I tells yer, or yer'll git yer eggercation wid a brick. |
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| Yes, mam, de overseer would stock you down en whip you wid a buggy whip. |
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| Now, Mas' baillie, he's a-gwine to die wid that hole in he haid. |
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| Peg Barney that cleared out the Blue Lights' Jubilee meetin' wid the cook-room mop last year? |
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| I lived dar wid 'em 'til de chullun drew dey parts an' us was 'vided out. |
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| I was enthreated to exchange, an' my Commandin' orf'cer pled wid me. |
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| I smiles, an' wid that, biff biff, he lands me twice an' spills me soup. |
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| Bout ten days ago I 'uz sayin' to myself dat I couldn't las' many mo' weeks I 'uz so wore out wid de awful work en de lashin's, en so downhearted en misable. |
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| When I takes de chillen out to git de air, de minute I's roun' de corner I's gwine to gaum dey mouths all roun' wid jam, den dey can't nobody notice dey's changed. |
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| Aven them cursed millaishy, the Lord forgive me for swearing, that was the death of him, wid their cowardice, would have carried the day in old times. |
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| Wid dat, ole Miss Rabbit, she tuck'n fry 'im up a rasher er bacon, en bake 'im a pone er bread. |
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