De
Yankees, dey er done got ter Madison en Mounticellar, en 'twon't
be many days 'fo' dey er down yer. 'Tain't likely dey'll pester
mother ner sister; but, daddy, ef de wus come ter de wus, I speck
you ter take keer un um,' sezee.
"Den I say, sez I: 'How long you bin knowin' me, Mars Jeems?' sez
I.
"'Sence I wuz a baby,' sezee.
"'Well, den, Mars Jeems,' sez I, 'you know'd 'twa'nt no use fer
ter ax me ter take keer Ole Miss en Miss Sally.'
"Den he tuck'n squoze my han' en jump on de filly I bin savin'
fer 'im, en rid off. One time he tu'n roun' en look like he
wanter say sump'n', but he des waf' his han'--so--en gallop on. I
know'd den dat trouble wuz brewin'. Nigger dat knows he's
gwineter git thumped kin sorter fix hisse'f, en I tuck'n fix up
like de war wuz gwineter come right in at de front gate. I tuck'n
got all de cattle en hosses tergedder en driv' um ter de fo'-mile
place, en I tuck all de corn en fodder en w'eat, en put um in a
crib out dar in de woods; en I bilt me a pen in de swamp, en dar
I put de hogs. Den, w'en I fix all dis, I put on my Sunday cloze
en groun' my axe. Two whole days I groun' dat axe. De grinestone
wuz in sight er de gate en close ter de big 'ouse, en dar I tuck
my stan'.
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