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Sis' Becky's Pickaninny 153

mawnin' Lightnin' Bug's laigs wuz swoll' up wuss'n befo'.
  "Well, dis time Kunnel Pen'leton wuz mad th'oo en th'oo, en all de way 'roun', en he cusst dat hoss trader up en down, fum A ter Iszard. He cusst so ha'd dat de stable boy got mos' skeered ter def, en went off en hid hisse'f in de hay.
  "Ez fer Kunnel Pen'leton, he went right up ter de house en got out his pen en ink, en tuk off his coat en roll' up his  sleeves, en writ a letter ter dis yer hoss trader, en sezee :-
  "'You is sol' me a hoss w'at is got a ringbone er a spavin er sump'n, en w'at I paid you fer wuz a soun' hoss. I wants you ter sen' mi nigger 'oman back en take yo' ole hoss, er e'se I'll sue you, sho's you bawn.'
  "But dis yer man wa'n't skeered a bit, en he writ back ter Kunnel Pen'leton data bahg'in wuz a bahg'in; dat