He's a mighty sick man, if I'm any judge.

He's down with fevah,--regulah typhoid.

He doesn't look to me like he's long for this world.

What's to become of poah Miss 'Lizabeth if that's the case, is moah'n I know." "We mustn't cross the bridge till we come to it, Sistah Po'tah," he suggested.
"I know that; but a lookin'-glass broke yeste'day mawnin' when nobody had put fingah on it.

An' his picture fell down off the wall while I was sweepin' the pa'lah.