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Darkey Ways in Dixie

Darkey Ways in Dixie

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A Puzzling Clause 79 ’Fo’e de Wah 80 Groun’-Hog Day 85 Excusable 87 Jeff’s Fun’ral Sermon 88 Uncle Bob to his Dog 90 A Prophecy 92 ’Possum en Pertatoes 93 Cotton’s Comin’ In 96 Dat Yaller Gal 97 Ter Walk wid his Gal 101 Cunjud 103 Uncle Ben’s Superstition 104 Wid de Witches 106 A Restless Spirit 108 Pardoned 111

 

 


LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS.

  PAGE
A Charleston Ground-Nut Woman Frontispiece
“I rub en I rub” 10
“Vegtibles” 16
“En he drive a ox so slow” 18
The Boot-Black 32
The Wood-Sawyer 46
Grinnin’ Jake 68
“How de News git roun dem posts” 74
“On de Chain Gang” 110

 

 


DARKEY WAYS IN DIXIE.

 

Mammy’s Baby Chile.

Hush, now hush, do’ cry no mo’
Kaze yo’ daddy had ter go
In de massa’s fiel’ ter hoe,
Mammy’s baby chile.

He gwine come back, dat you’ll see,
Kaze he b’long ter you en me,
En he’ll jog you on his knee,
Mammy’s baby chile.

Hush, den hush, do’ cry no mo’!
Set dar quiet on de flo’
While I wash de clo’es, you know,
Mammy’s baby chile.

When de cotton season come,
Me en you won’ stay at home,
Kaze yo’ mammy gwine pick some,
Mammy’s baby chile.

You kin set in de sunshine
On de cotton, sof’ en fine,
Lis’nin’ ter de moanin’ pine,
Mammy’s baby chile.

When we done, at en’ ob day,
En come home (heah what I say!)
Daddy’ll ride you all de way,
Mammy’s baby chile.

Hush, den hush, do’ cry no mo’
Kaze yo’ daddy had ter go
In de massa’s fiel’ ter hoe,
Mammy’s baby chile.

 

 

Playin’ Craps.

What you git dat nickel change
Up in coppers fo’,
What de preacher gib ter you
Las’ night ’fo’e he go?
Bet you soon be wid dem chaps
Roun’ de corner playin’ craps.

What you say? You done bin dar?
Is you, nigger, sho?
Den de Black Maria git you
Sho’s de pleeceman know
’Bout dem dirty little chaps
Roun’ de corner playin’ craps.

What you gwine make up ter tell
Preacher Jones, Eli,
When he as’ you ’bout dat nickel—
When,

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