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The goophered Grapevine.    29

bewitch' wid day Yankee. W'en de darkies see dat Yankee running' 'roun' de vimya'd en diggin' under de grape-vimes, dey shuk dere heads, en'lowed dat dey feared Mars Dugal' had all de dirt dug away fum under de roots er all de scupper-non' 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' de roots er de grapevimes. Den he 'vise Mars Dugal' for ter trim de vimes close't, en Mars Dugal' tuck 'n done eve'ything de Yankee tole him ter do. Dyoin' all er dis time, mind yer, dis yer Yankee wuz libbing' off'n de fat er de lan', at de big house, en playin, kya'ds wid Mars Dugal' eve'y night: en dey say Mars Dugal' los' mo;n a thousan' dollars dyoin' er de week dat Yankee wuz a- ruinin' de grapevimes.
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