ONE:"Afo' de Lawd, Boss, is hit you dat's cookin' dat chicking? I done smelled hit more'n a miled away, and hab been huntin' foh hit all ober camp. Say, Boss, foh de Lawd's sake, jist gib me a little teenty, weenty sup in dis heah tin cup for my boss. He's an ossifer, an' is layin' in de ossifer's horsepitol ober dar. Hit'll do him a powerful sight ob good."
FORE:It felt hopeless and dragged-out and like something you'd never want to go through again, am I right?'if You Don't Skip out O' Here This Minute I'll Bust Your Head As I Would a Punkin.' 264
FORE:FROM: Fredk. Ramsbotham