How little Annie's eyes did sparkle! they were like real diamonds, and far more precious. She nestled down in a seat close to me, and together we enjoyed all the comical songs and funny jokes of the minstrels.
You don't know how queer their black wigs looked! and they kept Annie and me laughing all the time, with rolling their eyes, making funny faces, and telling conundrums.
Presently Willie, one of Annie's brothers, who played the bones, called out to Robert, a neighbor's son, who was banging the tamborine on his head and his elbow, and his knee and his foot, as fast and as hard as he could.
"Mister Julius."
"What dat you want, Mister Snow?"
"You know dat ar ole saw you lent me, Mister Julius, to saw de dictionary in two, so to gib you half?"
"Yes, sar, I know him very well, sar."
"Well, sar, dat ar saw, sar, he wort nottin, sar! Ob all de saws dat I ebber saw saw, I nebber saw a saw saw as dat ar saw saws! He! ho!"
"I don't see dat ar saw, sar; but I want to ax you a question."
"Berry well; succeed."