Me hope dey come back in six weeks more." "Well," Mr.Goodenough said, "you need not go without it till they come back, for I can give you eight bottles which will last you for two months.

I have got a good supply, and as I never use it for trade unless a chief particularly wants it, I can very well spare it." The old negro was greatly pleased, and when he had drank his glass of brandy and water he responded to Mr.Goodenough's request, and, lighting a fresh cigar, he began the story of his adventures.
"I was born in dis berry village somewhere about seventy years ago.

I not know for sure widin two or three year, for when I young man I no keep account.

My fader was de chief of dis village, just as I am now, but de village was not like dis.

It was not so big, and was berry dirty and berry poor, just like the oder nigger villages.