She hed allers bin mighty good to me.

An' I beliebs in praisin' de bridge dat carries me ober.

She said, 'Uncle Dan'el, I wish you war free.

Ef I had my way you shouldn't serve any one when I'm gone; but Mr.Thurston had eberything in his power when he made his will.

I war tied hand and foot, and I couldn't help it.' In a little while she war gone--jis' faded away like a flower.
I belieb ef dere's a saint in glory, Miss Anna's dere." "Oh, I don't take much stock in white folks' religion," said Robert, laughing carelessly.
"The way," said Tom Anderson, "dat some of dese folks cut their cards yere, I think dey'll be as sceece in hebben as hen's teeth.