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Sis' Becky's Pickaninny 151

"Aun' Peggy look' at de head-hanker-cher, en run her han'ober it, en sez she:-
"'Yas, dat'll do fus'-rate. I's be'n wukkin' my roots sence you be'n gone, en I 'lows mos' lackly I kin git Sis' Becky back, but it's gwine take fi'grin' en studyin' ez well ez cunj'in'. De fus' thing ter do'll be ter stop fetchin' dat pcikaninny down heah, en not sen' 'im ter see his mammy no mo'. Ef he gits too po'ly, you lemme know, en I'll gib you some kin'er mixtry fer ter make'im fergit Sis' Becky for a week er so. So 'less'n you comes fer dat, you neenter come back ter see me no mo' 'tel I sen's fer you.'
  "so Aun' Peggy sont Aun' Nancy erway, en de fus' thing she done wuz ter call a hawnet fum a nes' unner her eaves.
  "'You go up ter Kunnel Pen'leton's stable, hawnet,' sex she, 'en sting de