FOLKS FROM DIXIE
"Lawd, no; dey's ez puny ez white folks now."
"Well, dem sholy is lovely cyahpet rags put' nigh all wool, ain't dey?"
"Yes, ma'am, dey is wool, evah speck an' stitch; dey ain't a bit o' cotton among 'em. I ain't lak some folks; I don't b'lieve in mixin' my rags evah-which-way. Den when you gits 'em wove have de cyahpet wah in holes, 'cause some 'll stan' a good deal o' strain an' some won't, yes, 'm, dese is evah one wool."
"An' you sholy have be'n mighty indust'ous in gittin' 'em togethah."
"I 's wo'ked ha'd an' done my level bes', dat's sho."
"Dat's de mos' any of us kin do. But I must n't be settin' hyeah talkin' all day an' keepin' you f'om yo' wo'k. Why, la! I'd mos nigh fu'got what I come fu'—I jes brung you ovah a tas'e o' my late greens. I knows how you laks greens, so I thought mebbe you'd enjoy dese."
"Why, sho enough; now ain't dat good o' you, Sis' Williams? Dey's right wa'm, too, an' tu'nip tops bless me! Why, dese mus' be de ve'y las' greens o' de season."
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