Dat'll teach yer a lesson." "Billy Smith, yer didn't know yer lessun," says teacher Abe.

"Yer may stan' on one leg de ballunce ob de ebenning." "Henry Jones, yer sassed a white boy ter day.

Pull off yer jacket.
I'll gib yer a lessun dat yer'll not furgit soon.

Neber buck up to yer s'periors." "John Jones, yer black, nappy head rascal, I'll crack yer skull if yer doan keep quiut." "Cum year, yer black, cross-eyed little wench, yer.

I'll teach yer to go to sleep in here." Annie Moore was the little girl thus addressed.
After each sally from Abe there was a hearty roar of laughter, he imitated the absent teacher so perfectly in look, voice, manner, sentiment, and method of punishment.
Taking down the cowhide used for flogging purposes Abe left his seat and was passing to and fro, pretending to flog those who most frequently fell heir to the teacher's wrath.