My white folks was Ad White what owned me. Called him Marse Ad. Don't call folks marse much now-days. |
Oh, I kin tell 'em 'part, Misto Wilson, but I bet Marse Percy couldn't, not to save his life. |
Marse Tom, if you would only be a little patient, and not fly off the handle at the least little thing. |
Of course her room is Ranger headquarters now, Marse Tom, while she's sick. |
Ole Missus and Marse learn't me to never tell a lie, and she teached me dat's de way to git along well. |
Den he drap right ter de yerth, en I des stop long enough ter put a tin bucket on my haid 'fo' I began ter crawl atter Marse Dan. |