UNCLE GABE'S WVHITE FOL KS.



SARVENT, Marster ! Yes, sah, dat's me-

Ole Unc' Gabe's my name;

I thankee, Marster, I'm 'bout, yo' see.

" An' de ole 'ooman  " She's much de same,

Po'ly an' 'plainin', thank de Lord !

But de -Marster's gwine ter come back from 'broad.


"Fine ole place '" Yes, salh, 'tis so;

An' mighty fine people my white folks war-

But you ought ter 'a' seen it years ago.

When de Marster an' de Mistis lived tup dvah

When de niggers 'd stan' all roun' de do',

Like grains o' corn on de cornhouse flu'.
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