Motion Picture Story Magazine (Feb 1914 - Sep 1916 (assorted issues))

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70 A NATURAL-BORN GAMBLER gonna take no coon home at night wat resides at de end uh de grabeyard lane.' "Den Albnt he rolled his eves s'prised lak en sez he wuz gwine ter carry Limpy home on his back. "Purty soon he started out totin' old Limpy en Albnt takes de short-cut right trn de grabeyard. "It wuz darker 'n a black cat, en Albut's eves kep' a-gettin' shinier en shinier en his knees wuz ker-flippitin' wussen ma hoss. hump deyselves inter Pa'metto, en back ol) dem, 'ker-plunk, ker-plunk/ comes de feet ob de pusson chasm' dem. Albut en Limpy ran straight back to Hostetter's, where de remains ob de Order wuz still holdin' out. De walkin' delegashnn wuz de color ob tree moss en Limpy wuz madder'n a wet hen. "Bimeby two young niggers wid gunny bags on der backs ran inter de meetin', holdin' der sides en laffin' fit to bust. ilXCE W EX DID GOOD POKER FEET EX TER IX TO D. GAME " 'See heah. nigger!' he sez to Limpy, *if we meets de debbil, yo' gotta look out fo' yo'self.' "Jes den a big white t'ing flopped up from de groun' en gib a squawk lak a witch. "Albut gib a big screech en drapped Limpy in his tracks en skinned outer dat grabeyard 'zackly as if de debbil wuz a-jumpin' ater him. "En Limpy forgot all about his foot en lit out, skedaddlin' faster'n Albnt. "Dem two skairt niters sure did " 'Ah s'posed you wuz a walkin' delegashun, Mistah Willums,' sez one ob dem, 'but Ah didn't know you wuz a runhiri delegashun, too.' "Wid dat he opens de sack an' a big fat wrhite chicken flops out. " 'Dere's yo' debbil, Air. Willums.' " 'Ah knowed wat yo' wuz up to all along,' sez de Honrubble Albut, drawin' hisse'f up, 'en Ah's prutty smart decoyin' yo' down heah. Yo' is carrin' on de prosperferons business ob chickenstealin' widout payin' dues to de Order