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What
was
the
use
to
tell
Jim
these
war
n't
real
kings
and
dukes
?
It
would
n't
a
done
no
good
;
and
,
besides
,
it
was
just
as
I
said
:
you
could
n't
tell
them
from
the
real
kind
.
I
went
to
sleep
,
and
Jim
did
n't
call
me
when
it
was
my
turn
.
He
often
done
that
.
When
I
waked
up
just
at
daybreak
he
was
sitting
there
with
his
head
down
betwixt
his
knees
,
moaning
and
mourning
to
himself
.
I
did
n't
take
notice
nor
let
on
.
I
knowed
what
it
was
about
.
He
was
thinking
about
his
wife
and
his
children
,
away
up
yonder
,
and
he
was
low
and
homesick
;
because
he
had
n't
ever
been
away
from
home
before
in
his
life
;
and
I
do
believe
he
cared
just
as
much
for
his
people
as
white
folks
does
for
their
'n
.
It
do
n't
seem
natural
,
but
I
reckon
it
's
so
.
He
was
often
moaning
and
mourning
that
way
nights
,
when
he
judged
I
was
asleep
,
and
saying
,
"
Po
'
little
'
Lizabeth
!
po
'
little
Johnny
!
it
's
mighty
hard
;
I
spec
'
I
ai
n't
ever
gwyne
to
see
you
no
mo
'
,
no
mo
'
!
"
He
was
a
mighty
good
nigger
,
Jim
was
.
But
this
time
I
somehow
got
to
talking
to
him
about
his
wife
and
young
ones
;
and
by
and
by
he
says
:
"
What
makes
me
feel
so
bad
dis
time
'
uz
bekase
I
hear
sumpn
over
yonder
on
de
bank
like
a
whack
,
er
a
slam
,
while
ago
,
en
it
mine
me
er
de
time
I
treat
my
little
'
Lizabeth
so
ornery
.
She
war
n't
on
'
y
'
bout
fo
'
year
ole
,
en
she
tuck
de
sk
'
yarlet
fever
,
en
had
a
powful
rough
spell
;
but
she
got
well
,
en
one
day
she
was
a-stannin
'
aroun
'
,
en
I
says
to
her
,
I
says
:
"
'S
het
de
do
'
.
'
"
She
never
done
it
;
jis
'
stood
dah
,
kiner
smilin
'
up
at
me
.
It
make
me
mad
;
en
I
says
agin
,
mighty
loud
,
I
says
:
"
'D
oan
'
you
hear
me
?
Shet
de
do
'
!
'
"
She
jis
stood
de
same
way
,
kiner
smilin
'
up
.
I
was
a-bilin
'
!
I
says
:
"
'
I
lay
I
MAKE
you
mine
!
'
"
En
wid
dat
I
fetch
'
her
a
slap
side
de
head
dat
sont
her
a-sprawlin
'
.
Den
I
went
into
de
yuther
room
,
en
'
uz
gone
'
bout
ten
minutes
;
en
when
I
come
back
dah
was
dat
do
'
a-stannin
'
open
YIT
,
en
dat
chile
stannin
'
mos
'
right
in
it
,
a-lookin
'
down
and
mournin
'
,
en
de
tears
runnin
'
down
.
My
,
but
I
WUZ
mad
!
I
was
a-gwyne
for
de
chile
,
but
jis
'
den
--
it
was
a
do
'
dat
open
innerds
--
jis
'
den
,
'
long
come
de
wind
en
slam
it
to
,
behine
de
chile
,
ker-BLAM
!
--
en
my
lan
'
,
de
chile
never
move
'
!
My
breff
mos
'
hop
outer
me
;
en
I
feel
so
--
so
--
I
doan
'
know
HOW
I
feel
