F. Colburn (Francis Colburn) Adams
Capitolo 39
sarmon so a lot of Sundays, dat a' it forgot him/it three times, from when I know
'im eberies put in words", said Harry; and its face started to fill with
the animation and the fervor.
"Well, now, Harry, I think that you are an a little too much severe on the
The sermon of elder; but if so a lot you know him/it, gives these
gentlemen a small portion of him, only to amuse them while the Elder
you/he/she is taking a catnap", said Marston.
"Ay, mas'r is way of dat of catnap for man what too often says him the lobe
de Lor", answered Harry; and drawing himself/herself/itself in a tragic attitude,
different gesticulations that do, and putting his/her hand to his/her forehead,
started with the portion of opening of the sermon of the Elder. "And it
it was say-servants they respect Your masters, for that you/he/she is corrected in the sight
of the God", and with a style of eloquence native, and rich
cantation, he continued for approximately ten minutes, while giving every word,
seriatim, of the sermon of the Elder; and you/he/she would have held him on, in word
and action, at the end it made not to be stopped him/it to him from Marston. Everybody
seemed surprised to his/her power of memory. Maxwell implored that him
it would be permitted to proceed.
"Him a precious individual is, that-eh?" Said Marston. "He will be worth
three-sixteenth of an increase on cotton to all the planters in the
neighbourhood, among brief. He is larned to read, somehow on the
doesn't it astute-be so, Harry? come, speak on!"
"Yes, mas'r, me larn dat when You the sleepin'; face Lor tells me his
war of spirit not in dat sarmon that de older preach,--dat I owe sarch
de the good book and me ago his/her own valuable of tinking. Tink of ignorant Mas'r
nigger lob him better, but you ant so, mas'r. The good book ago good heart,
and ago nigger bitter de Lor and mas'r of the love also."
"I will bet the scoundrel it found a Bible or a Prayer-book, it hid on
in some place. The old Dad and he Bob is worse on religion that two old man
coons on a bird-enclosure", said Marston. Here old Aunt Rachel entered