An' den ol' Mr.Rooster, he came 'long over to see ef I done laid an aig--an' I des reach right out an' take him home to de Lawd." "Oh, Uncle Billy," his mistress laughed.

"I'm afraid you're incorrigible.

It's a dreadful thing to doubt one's very dinner.

Isn't it ?" "Yas'm.

An' I was des 'bout to say ef you an' Miss Virgie kin worry down de white meat, maybe den dis here bird 'll kinder git eben wid me when I tackle his drum sticks.