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Read, Opie Percival, 1852-1939

"The Starbucks"

One day when we was a goin'
down the creek in canoe you saw a fish come up an' strike at the paddle.
Margaret, that was a Starbuck among fish."
There came a loud cry of "halloa," and Jasper went to the window.
"Helloa yo'se'f."
"My wagon's stalled down here," a man shouted, "and I'd like for you to
fetch your steers and give me a lift up the hill."
"What air you loaded with?"
"Hoop poles."
"All right, I'll send a nigger down an'--" Just then he caught sight of
Kintchin. "Here, you scoundrel, I thought I told you to haul a load of
corn over to Spencer's."
The negro came up to the window. "Yas, suh, but you didn't tell me. I
heard you tell dat man Laz, but he sich a liar you kain't blebe nuthin'
dat's said ter him."
Jasper turned away to laugh and Kintchin came round into the house.
"But you heard me tell him, you scoundrel," said the old man.
"Yas, suh, I wuz er standin' dar at de cornder o' de house at de time,
an' I yered you tell him, an' I would er blebed it, ez I tell you, but
dat man is sich er monst'us twister o' de fack dat nuthin' said ter him
soun's like de truf.


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