Beadle's Dime Novels No. 33: Maum Guinea and Her Plantation Children — page 23: what you’re looking at

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———... ee ee eee ee ee — ——— _ FAST AND FURIOUS. 17 Everybody was laughing at the least’ provocation, or none at all. Some ancient crone, with her knees drawn up to her chin, before the fire, has said something, at which all her companions “hi! hi!” “hi! hif’ and some stalwart dancer has hurried up the fiddler, whose answer is followed by a chorus of “yah! yah! yah!” “yah! tat magi Tn the mean time, somebody sings’ ae sin de parlor, — De gemmen in de kitchen, ae Hey come a rollin’ down— ites * ~ A drinkin’ brandy toddy ; Good morning ladies all.” _ At which everybody langlits; and the fiddle squeaks Hine. “Say, dali! hain’t ye got dat fiddle ground ?” “Min” yer ‘bisness, and don’ be in a hurry. "Fraid I shall break a ’tring if ye hurry me,”—and Uncle Zip grins to him- eelf, at the thought of the discomfiture he has threatened. “Berry well. Me and Chloe is a going to get along wid- ~ out yer help,”—and the speaker catches a girl around the waist, sets up a clever, lively whistle, and they begin to hop and jump in a grotesque jig, the steps of which could never have been set down in any “art of dancing.” The fiddle gives a triumphant squeal, which extinguishes the whistle, Uncle Zip's head. drops:on his’ breast, his monstrous foot beats time, his jumps an invigorating reel, orn eaten TSA MORAY tootasarat via site pliner harmony; the dark sky, the flashing, leaping flames, the crimson glow, the grey head-dresses, the black fiices, the sclg yen, tha tO, iolry ‘ih, 0 ‘nna itr” Conmmicloooks.conn