Missis let Sally try to make some cake, t' other day, jes to larn her, she said. |
That son-in-law of his woulda jes adzackly suited Mist' crit. |
Dee grant my beques', 'cuz dee know I gwine to erward him accordin' to his becessities, an' I jes nod my head to him an' went out. |
Dyah dee come! Now watch 'em smile. All y'all jes stand back. Heah de one you lookin' for. |