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Show "SUNSHINE NICCER3 " Uncle Remus and old man PInio, who are excellent ipecimens ol the nld-time darkey, met at the paesci gi-r depot and compared note?,. "Dese is mighty hard times, Brer Remus." "You'r hoppin', now, honey; no' flavor oil. in' turrtoi- lln m n n il.f gits a dollar dese days is got ter oolimber hies'f, eho'a you bo'n. He's got to git roun' like he wuzat acamp roeetin' raatle." Dat's w'at I calls knockin' at the frunt do," said old Uncle Plato, by way of expressing his hearty assent. "De lime done come, Brer Plato," continued Uncle Remus, "w'en nigers ain't got Lone de 'vantage er po' w'ite folks. Some un utu, I notis, kin set in de sun, an' git fat, but wid me hit's a ecu 111 e ai d a (crumble from day's eend ter day'a tend, an' I'm monat'ous glad w'en night conies ef I got er slice er bacon rine fer ter grease my stummik wid." "Some er deBe yer nigger?. Brer Remus, wat Stan's roun' an' ennn deyse'f look like dat dey got rich kin. fulkB somewheres." "No uso fer tr bodJer 'bout dt r kin folks, Brer PUto. Ef 'twa'ut for deee sunibine nigKera do chain cane wouldn t be able to fer ter dig a pcb' bole. Hit'ud be mighty nigh tz weak ez de toddy w'af Mars Jubn mixes lor dc baby. Nigge.s don't fatten on no sunshine. When ycu wake dea'o' de an' hear de hen's a cacklin' an' a eqalliu' you k'n des put it down riwt one er dese yer sunshine niggers is makin' hia livin,' an' if a p'leeceman happiu for ter sa'nler up dere'a nu udder cawlydit fer de chain gang." "Ycu'er chawin' Gugunment ter backer now, Brerltemus," responded Uncle Plato, approvingly. Atlanta (CVa.) Constitution. |