I always hab an idea in my head Brutus, he either make a good parson or else he bound to be a school teacher, I ain't zactly made up my mind yet which it'll be." "It's plain to be seen, Sarah," said Hugh, as he turned away, "that your boy is different.

I certainly hope he'll grow up to be a man you'll be proud of.

You won't punish him for what happened today, will you?
We promised him we'd ask you to go easy with him; he was dreadfully alarmed about his clothes, and seemed to think more about them than that his life had been in deadly peril." "Bless yuh, honey, I ain't meanin' to do the leastest thing to dat sweet chile.

Clothes kin be boughten agin, but I never'd be able to git anudder Brutus.

But if he goes out to dat drefful mill-pond agin, I'm feared I'll have to skin him, and dat's a fact." So the two chums strolled on, heading for another part of the town.
Both of them had been highly edified by what they saw and heard in the colored settlement.
"I'd like to ask you one thing, though, Thad; what were you chuckling at while we were in that cabin that shares the honors of a wash-house with Brutus and his wonderful collection of toys ?" "Oh! something struck me as funny, that's all, Hugh.