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kering, But I jes can't he'p f'om laffin' eveh time I tells dis thing. Ez I wuz a-sayin', me an' Sam wuked daily side by side, He a-studyin', me a-studyin', how to win Lize fu' a bride. Well, de race was kinder equal, Lize wuz sorter on de fence; Sam he had de mostes dollars, an' I had de mostes sense. Things dey run along 'bout eben tel der come Big Meetin' day; Sam den thought, to win Miss Liza, he had foun' de shoest way. An' you talk about big meetin's! None been like it 'fore nor sence; Der wuz sich a crowd o' people dat we had to put up tents. Der wuz preachers f'om de Eas', an' 'der wuz preachers f'om de Wes'; Folks had kilt mos' eveh chicken, an' wuz fattenin' up de res'. Gals had all got new w'ite dresses, an' bought ribbens fu' der hair, Fixin' fu' de openin' Sunday, prayin' dat de day'd be fair. Dat de Reveren' Jasper Jones of Mount Moriah, it wuz 'low'd, Wuz to preach de openin' sermon; so you know der wuz a crowd. Fu' dat man wuz sho a preacher; had a voice jes like a bull; So der ain't no use in sayin' dat de meetin' house wuz full. Folks wuz der f'om Big Pine Hollow, some come 'way f'om Muddy Creek, Some come jes to stay fu' Sunday, but de crowd stay'd thoo de week. Some come ridin' in top-buggies wid de w'eels all painted red, Pulled by mules dat run like rabbits, each one tryin' to git ahead. Othah po'rer folks come drivin' mules dat leaned up 'ginst de shaf', Hitched to broke-down, creaky wagons dat looked like dey'd drap in half. But de bigges' crowd come walkin', wid der new shoes on der backs; 'Scuse wuz dat dey couldn't weah em 'cause de heels wuz full o' tacks. Fact is, it's a job for Job, a-trudgin' in de sun an' heat, Down a long an' dusty clay road wid yo' shoes packed full o' feet. 'Cose dey stopt an' put dem shoes on w'en dey got mos' to de do'; Den dey had to grin an' bear it; dat tuk good religion sho. But I mos' forgot ma story,--well at las' dat Sunday came And it seemed dat evehbody, blin' an' deef, an' halt an' lame, Wuz out in de grove a-waitin' fu' de meetin' to begin; Ef dat crowd had got converted 'twould a been de end o' sin. Lize wuz der in all her glory, purty ez a big sunflowah, I kin 'member how she looked jes same ez 'twuz dis ve'y houah. But to make ma story shorter, w'ile we wuz a-waitin' der,
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