De boy done ez his marster tol' 'im, en by de nex' day de swellin'

Cindy tuk ter Skundus ez much ez Skundus tuk ter Cindy, en' bimeby Skundus axed his marster ef he could marry Cindy.

"I don't recollec' any playthings us had 'cept a ball my young marster gimme.

Another marster gwina whup you in de groun' if he ketch you runnin' 'way lak dis.

Aint no marster gwine a-say to you, "Charlie, you's got to be back when de clock strikes nine.

Wid one foot in de grave, an' de other hov'rin' on de edge, she talks 'bout my ole marster lack he wuz in his secon' chil'hood.

Sometimes us slaves would stay out later at night than ole marster seid we could and they send the patrols out for us.

He didn' hab no wife, no chile, no frien's, no marsterhe'd be'n willin' ernuff to git 'long widout a marster, w'en he had one, but it 'peared lak a sin fer his own marster ter 'ny 'im an' cas' 'im off dat-a-way.

Ole marster tole 'er he done promus ter let Cindy marry Skundus.

Dey had done surrendered den, an' my old marster doan have no mo' power over us.

Sandy's marster wuz one er dese yer easy-gwine folks w'at wanter please eve'ybody, en he says yas, he could len'