The Conjure WomanHoughton, Mifflin, 1899 - 229 pages |
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ag'in atter be'n Becky befo big house bimeby bout Brer cabin Chloe Co'se cunjuh dere dey ain dey wuz dis yer doan e'se ebenin eber ernudder erway eve'y fer ter fer ter git foun gittin goopher grapes ha'd ha'r han's Hannibal he'p heah herse'f hisse'f hoss Jeff Julius keer know w'at Kunnel Pen'leton lack Lightnin little Mose long ez lowed Mahaly mammy Mars Dugal Mars Jeems Mars Johnson Mars Marrabo marster mawnin mence mixtry monst'us mought mule nebber night noo nigger nuffin oberseah off'n oman out'n peared Peggy pickaninny plantation Primus road Robeson County roun Sandy scuppernon seed sence sezee Solomon sta'ted sump'n Tenie th'oo tu'nt udder useter vimes vimya'd w'at w'en w'en dey w'iles w'ite folks wanter whar wife Wim'l'ton wukkin wusser wuz gwine yuther
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Page 11 - He imparted this information with such solemn earnestness, and with such an air of confidential mystery, that I felt somewhat interested, while Annie was evidently much impressed, and drew closer to me. "How do you know it is bewitched?" I asked. "I would n' spec' fer you ter b'lieve me 'less you know all 'bout de fac's. But ef you en young miss dere doan
Page 29 - n'inted his head ez yuzhal, en his ha'r 'mence' ter grow des de same ez it done eve'y year. De scuppernon' vimes growed monst's fas', en de leaves wuz greener en thicker dan dey eber be'n dyoin' my rememb'ance; en Henry's ha'r growed out thicker dan eber, en he 'peared ter git younger 'n younger, en soopler 'n soopler; en seein...
Page 46 - Shill I turn you ter a mawkin'bird?' " 'No, a hawk mought ketch me. I wanter be turnt inter sump'n w'at'll stay in one place.' " 'I kin turn you ter a tree', sez Tenie. 'You won't hab no mouf ner years, but I kin turn you back oncet in a w'ile, so you kin git sump'n ter eat, en hear w'at's gwine on.
Page 44 - pears ter me I ain' got no home, ner no marster, ner no mistiss, ner no nuffin. I can't eben keep a wife: my yuther ole 'oman wuz sol' away widout my gittin' a chance fer ter tell her good-by; en now I got ter go off en leab you, Tenie, en I dunno whe'r I'm eber gwine ter see you ag'in er no. I wisht I wuz a tree, er a stump, er a rock, er sump'n w'at could stay on de plantation fer a w'ile.
Page 11 - Dey ain' na'er a man in dis settlement w'at won' tell you ole Julius McAdoo 'uz bawn en raise' on dis yer same plantation. Is you de Norv'n gemman w'at's gwine ter buy de ole vimya'd?" "I am looking at it." I replied; "but I don't know that I shall care to buy unless I can be reasonably sure of making something out of it.
Page 18 - De goopher did n' wuk no mo" tel de nex' summer, we'n long to'ds de middle er de season one er de fiel' ban's died; en ez dat lef Mars Dugal' sho't er han's, he went off ter town fer ter buy anudder. He fotch de noo nigger home wid 'im. He wuz er ole nigger, er de color er a gingy-cake, en ball ez a hoss-apple on de top er his head. He wuz a peart ole nigger, do', en could do a big day's wuk. "Now it...
Page 29 - Mars Dugal' had all de dirt dug away fum under de roots er all de scuppernon' vimes, an' let "em stan' dat away fer a week er mo'. Den dat Yankee made de niggers fix up a mixtry er lime en ashes en manyo, en po' it 'roun
Page 20 - bout de goopher, en et de grapes in ign'ance er de conseq'ences, she reckon she mought be able fer ter take de goopher off'n him. So she fotch out er bottle wid some cunjuh medicine in it, en po'd some out in a go'd fer Henry ter drink. He manage ter git it down; he say it tas'e like w'iskey wid sump'n bitter in it. She 'lowed dat 'ud keep de goopher off'n him tel de spring; but w'en de sap begin ter rise in de grapevimes he ha' ter come en see her ag'in, en she tell him w'at e's ter do.
Page 20 - lowed dat 'ud keep de goopher off'n him tel de spring; but w'en de sap begin ter rise in de grapevimes he ha' ter come en see her ag'in, en she tell him w'at e's ter do. "Nex' spring, w'en de sap commence' ter rise in de scuppernon' vime, Henry tuk a ham one night.
Page 14 - I reckon it ain' so much so nowadays, but befo' de wah, in slab'ry times, a nigger didn' mine goin' fi' er ten mile in a night w'en dey wuz sump'n good ter eat at de yuther een'. "So atter a w'ile Mars Dugal' begin ter miss his scuppernon's. Co'se he 'cuse' de niggers er it, but dey all 'nied it ter de las'.