| Jess as you choose, Mahs William, but you's 'titled to yo' fif' all the same. |
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| I've stayed round the old house many a neet, feared summat mought harm yo', an' yo' know yo' niwer gave me a good word, Meg. |
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| I'se done 'cumulated a little money, by close scrimpin', an' I'm half a mind to help yo' out. |
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| But He's put His love i' me, and NAA owd Moses 'll never trouble ony on yo' ony more. |
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| An' come right from yo' daughter's weddin' an' swopped hosses with a preacher. |
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| An' ef you ever got a sudden whack on de funny-bone in yo' elbow, missy, you know how she suffered when she was teched. |
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| If it were the deuce's own scribble, and yo' axed me to read in it for yo'r sake, and th' oud gentleman's, I'd do it. |
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| She plowed two oxes, an' if'en yo' has eber been around a steer yo' knows what aggravatin' things dey is. |
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| I tell you yo' pap's thet desprut dar's no tellin' whut he woan do Teh keep you an' yo' sweetheart 'part. |
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| Ain't I cooked fo' yo', and ain't I followed you everywheres since I quit ridin' yo' pa's bosses to vict'ry? |
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| Poor l'll biddie, just wait, Anna-Margaret'll fix yo', so you can run and fly and keep up with the biddies. |
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| She sais Ah git a mewl an' a fahm an' thousan' dollehs money fum yo' Nawthen President an' we all live lahk th' quality. |
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| Ah stakes yo' to a white coat an' yo' is aced in as mah helpeh. |
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| Your time'll coom soon enough by the look on yo' wi' niver no hurry. |
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| Maybe some one done it to make yo' hab trouble, Mistah Swift. |
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| Pluck's pluck, yo' see, whether yo're for a mon or agen him. |
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| How could you, bushie, how could you leave yo' pore mudder so onsituwated? |
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| I neber could tell what yo' were gwine t' do next, an' I CAIn't now. |
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| Keep a stiff upper lip, both on yo', an' we'll try t' manage him. |
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| Why, Belle-Ann, yo' kin sho' promise me thes, CYAn't yo' now? |
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| We'm almost dere an' den yo' kin sit down an' rest if yo' laik. |
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| Fo' goodness, be yo' gwine to stan' roun' an' chin, an' chin, an' chin? |
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| I's gwine to be sole into slavery, en in a year you's gwine to buy yo' ole mammy free ag'in. |
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| I done heah, Massa Tom, dat yo' all's gwine off on a long trip once mo'.Does yo' mean dat yo' all ain't gwine to take me, Massa Tom? |
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| You'll tell him you's sole me to pay yo' gamblin' debts en dat you lied to me en was a villain, en dat I 'quires you to git dat money en buy me back ag'in. |
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| Fust time I runs acrost yo' marster, I's gwine to tell him so. |
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| Oh, I got to do it, yo' po' mammy's got to kill you to save you, honey. |
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| Yo' wants to go through th' ya'd, to a paf that takes you a spell to a gate. |
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| Yo' didna know her when she coom here, an' no one else guessed at th' truth. |
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