Rensselaer Republican, Volume 18, Number 20, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 21 January 1886 — Not Even a Fire-Cracker. [ARTICLE]

Not Even a Fire-Cracker.

Two negroes, one of whom had formerly worked for an Episcopal family, met in the street. “Helloa, whar yer holdin’fofe?” “Libin’ down in de country now,” replied the Episcopal negro. “How’s times down dar ?” “Da ain>’t rushin’. How’s da up heah ?” “Oh, da ain’t run erway wid nobody yit. Whut yer doin’ up heah, nohow?” “Knockin’ roun’ er leetle, Beein’ es dar’s any discussion gwine on.” “Wall, dar ain’t none at de present. De Gubner an’ de Seckertary o’ State is outen town an’ I ain’t been stirrin’ erbout much o’ lately. How’s church matters down in de country ?” “Peart. How’s da up heah?” “Sorter slow.” “Mighty tine wid us. Pse er big man in de church now.”

“Oh, go on.” “Yes, I is, fur er sack. I’se er canon in de church,” said the Episcopal negrq. “Er whut?” “Er canon. ” “Yer doan tell me?” “Yes, I does.” , ■ ' “““Er'canon?” , “Yas.”

“Now, look here, Sam, I knows yer, an’ I bet yer ain’ no mo’ den er pistol in dat church. Er haw, haw, I bet yer ain’t er fire-cracker. "—Arkansaw Traveler.