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reams just like a panther. Even w'en eh git tuh de station, eh stan' when it gets to the station, it stands tuh de station an' seh: "_Kyan_-stop! at the station and says: "_Can't_-stop! _Kyan_-stop! _Kyan_-stop!" _Can't_-stop! _Can't_-stop!" Sam cow binna browse down deh Sam's cow was browsing down there tuh Bull Head Crick. Eh ram eh to (at) Bull Head Creek. It (engine) rammed its nose innum, an' eh bussum wahde nose into it (the cow), and it busted him wide loose. Eh t'row eh intrus on de loose (open). It threw its entrails on the reyel on de cross-tie, an' clean-up rails, on the cross-ties, and clean up on de tele_gram_ pole. on the telegraph pole. Mrs. Leiding (Harriette Kershaw Leiding), of Charleston, has done a fine service to lovers of Old Charleston, and its ways, in collecting and publishing in pamphlet form a number of the cries of the negro street vendors. Of these I shall rob Mrs. Leiding's booklet of but one example--the cry of a little negro boy, a peddler of shrimp ("swimp"), who stood under a window in the early morning and sang: [Music: An' a Daw-try Daw! an' a swimp-y raw! an' a Daw-try Daw-try Daw-try Raw Swimp.] While on the subject of the Charleston negro I must not neglect two of his superstitions. One is his belief that a two-dollar bill is unlucky. The curse may be removed only by tearing off a corner of the bill. The other is that it is unlucky to hand any one a pin. A Charleston lady told me that when she was motoring and wished to pin her hat or her veil, she could never get her negro chauffeur to hand her pins. Instead he would stick them in the laprobe, or in the sleeve of his coat, whence she could pick them out herself. Another lady told me of the case of an old black slave who lived years ago on a plantation on the Santee River, owned by her family. This slave, who was a very powerful, taciturn and high-tempered man, had a curious habit of disappearing for about half an hour each day. He would go into the swamp, and for many years no one ever followed him, the other negroes being afraid to do so because of his temper and his strength. At last, however, they did spy upon him and discovered that in the swamp there stood a cypress tree on which were strange rude carvings, before
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