AUNT REBECCA AUNT REBECCA Go ’long! LUCY BELLE LUCY BELLE He try an’ try ter git anoder job—but could’n’ seem ter fin’ nuffin’. Times is bad, yo’ know.[17] Neah walk his feet off jes’ seein’ ef he kain’t git somefin’ by de day. [17] AUNT REBECCA AUNT REBECCA Yo’ don’ say! LUCY BELLE LUCY BELLE Sam’s as steady as dey make ’em. Ef he ain’ wukkin he jes’ ’bout goes crazy. AUNT REBECCA AUNT REBECCA Don’ I know it. LUCY BELLE LUCY BELLE So finally he up an’ gwine ter Baltimo’—an’ gits a job wid de Street Departmen’—diggin’ ditches fo’ wattah mains. AUNT REBECCA
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