Diddie, Dumps & Tot - or, Plantation child-life by Louise Clarke Pyrnelle
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page 88 of 165 (53%)
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"' Who on-tied, who on-tied Po' Nancy Jane O?'
An' de frog he ans'er back, "'Pig-un-a-wa-ya, Pig-un-a-wa-ya, hooo-hooo!' "An' wile dey wuz er singin' an' er j'yin' uv deyselves, hyear come de birds; an' de frog he felt so big, caze he'd got de stone, tell he stood up on Nancy Jane O's back, he did, an' he tuck'n shuck de stone at de birds, an' he holler at 'em "'O Pig-un-a-wa-ya, Pig-un-a-wa-ya, hooo-hooo!' An' jes ez he said dat, he felt hisse'f slippin', an' dat made him clutch on ter Po' Nancy Jane O, an' down dey bof' went tergedder kersplash, right inter de crick. "De frog he fell slap on ter er big rock, an' bust his head all ter pieces; an' Po' Nancy Jane O sunk down in de water an' got drownded; an' dat's de een'." "Did the king get the stone, Aunt Edy?" asked Dumps. "Wy no, chile; don't yer know de mole he's blin' tell yit? ef'n he could er got dat stone, he could er seen out'n his eyes befo' now. But I ain't got no time ter fool 'long er you chil'en. I mus' git marster's shuts done, I mus'." And Aunt Edy turned to her ironing-table, as if she didn't care for company; and Dumps and Tot, seeing that she was tired of them, went back |
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