Bypaths in Dixie: Folk Tales of the SouthCocke, Sarah Johnson
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Bypaths in Dixie: Folk Tales of the South
Cocke, Sarah Johnson
African Americans -- Folklore; Short stories; Southern States -- Fiction; Tales -- Southern States
"Dat's so." She dropped her head on one side: "Dat Gully boy's name,
Bill--Bill Gully's his name. Dem uth'r two boys an' Abe takes atter Bill
an' holl'r ter him ter let dem hants erlone, but Bill tell 'em ter 'ten'
ter der own biznes, dat he atter gole.
"Dey holl'r back, 'Dey's er plenty er gole in de cell'r--come on back an'
hope dig hit out.'
"'I doan want no lit'le gole you fines at home,' sez Bill.
"Abe he holl'r back ergin, 'Please, suh, come back, dar's er heap mo' hyah
dan you kin git dar.'
"But he so tie'd runnin' fus' atter Jacky-Lantern, an' den atter Willie
Wisp, dat he hatt'r stop an' blow er lit'le. Abe an' de boys dey kotch up
wid him, an' dey tussels consid'rble tryin' ter git him back, but dat boy
Bill skuffle scand'lus. He thow ev'y one uv 'em flat in de mud.
"'You all ain' nuthin' but er passel er gooses,' he say, 'talkin' 'bout
huntin' gole at home. Don't yer know yer got ter fight an' scratch, an'
run, an' keep er gwine tell yer gits ter whar dese hyah gol' lights
lives--den yer fines de bag er gole?'
"Fo' de boys an' Abe kin git dersefs up of'n de groun' whar Bill knock
'em, Bill wus gwine like er race hoss atter Jacky-Lantern. Bimeby de
groun' 'gun ter git pow'ful sof', an' Bill, his foots 'gun ter sink down
tur'bul. He can't go fas' no mo',--I tell yer de trufe, hit wus all Bill
cud do ter pull hisse'f erlong."
"What was the matter with Bill, Mammy Phyllis?" whispered Mary Van.
"He in de swamp, honey, whar de groun' wus mirey,--an' hit wus full er
hants too. Bill feel er hot flash pass him, an' er Jacky-Lantern'd pop
up--hyah come ernuth'r hot sumthin nuth'r, an' Willie Wisp 'u'd pop up
right 'long side er him.
"Bill say, 'Is dis whar yer lives?'
"Jacky say:
"'Foll'r me, sonny,
I got de money.'
"Johnny Squinch hoot up in de tree: 'Unch-oo, Doanchu go.'
"Brer Bull Frog holl'r: 'Go back, go back.'
"Ole lady Gully's hant come up in er big ball er light, an' she moan ter
Bill:
"'Foll'r yer track,
Ef yer wanter git back.'
"Bill say: 'Who is you?'
"Miss Gully say:
"'I'm yo' Mar--
Doan go so far.'
"Bill say, 'I done start atter dis gole, an' I'm gwine see de race out.'
"Jacky-Lantern an' Willie Wisp, an' all de res' er de bad hants down in de
swamp jes er poppin' up ev'y which er way, an' all uv 'em holl'r:
"'Foll'r me, sonny,
I got de money!'
"'Foll'r me, sonny,
I got de money.'
"Bill he dunno which way ter go, so he ax 'em: 'Which one got de money sho
nuf?' But dey keeps er bobbin' up:
"'Foll'r me, sonny,
I got de money.'
"'Foll'r me, sonny,
I got de money.'
tell Bill say ter hissef: 'I'm gwine foll'r de one look like he got de
mostes.' He take er step dis er way, an' he sink down so fur dat he pull,
an' pull, an' pull, tell he pull his shoe off. Some mo' Jackys calls him
way ov'r yond'r:
"'Foll'r me, sonny,
I got de money.'
"'Foll'r me, sonny,
I got de money.'
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