"'That ole nigger's got some dope,' I says to myself. 'I'll amble over 'n' try to kid it out of him.'
"I mosies over to where he's settin'. He puts the wire in his pocket when he sees me comin'. I sets down beside him 'n' goes to readin' the paper. Pretty soon I folds up the paper 'n' looks at the board.
"'That Tea Kettle might come through,' I says to the ole nigger.
"'Dat ain' likely,' he says. 'He ain' won fo' a coon's aige.'
"'I talks to his swipe not very long ago,' I says, ''n' he tells me he's good.'
"The ole nigger looks at me hard.
"'Whar does you hol' dis convahsation at?' he says.
"'Sheepshead,' I says.
"'Does you reccomember de name ob de swipe?' says the ole nigger.
"'Sure!' I says, 'I've knowed him all my life! His name is Duckfoot Johnson.'