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de insu'ance. I needs it bad. Can't you do no better'n dat? I thought sho since I
been givin him dem heart draps you could see him failin'. Look ergin Uncle. Hebbe
you kin notice his weakenin'.' I look ergin, a long steady gaze. Den I says.' No'm,
I still sees him goin strong twenty yers fun now. Only you ain't wid him. He's
ma'ied to somebody else. Young an'frisky as a colt. But you mus'n feel bad over
dat. He thinks a lot of you. I sees him goin' to de cemetery mos' ev'y weak.
'Deed I do.'

"Wid dat she screams an' says I's er imp'tant ole debbil, an' dat she
'blige to repo'te me fur sassin' her. 'No'm, you ain't', I 'low. 'You'se goin'
home dis ebenin', an' you ain't goin' to feel good. You is goin' to stay in bed
a few days. You ain't well now. An' by tomorrow you can't keep nuffin on yo'
stummick. You'll stay in bed a spell an' you won't never be up no more'. An' she
wahnt. No'm, she went to bed a nervous sickness, I heard, an' was down three
munts. Den she tuc' de flu an' pass right out. I read dat in de papers. I wusn't
sorry neiver. Repo'te me indeed! Huh! Heart draps fur to git dat insu'ance! He's a
good man too. I meets him on de street sometime. He's a heap better off wid de
second wife. Only he don't go to de cemetry regular at all. I jus' tele dat to
make her feel good. But Law! 'Stead of cheerin' her up hit went an' kilt her.
Wimmin is cu'is dat way. Mighty cu'is. Dey ain't got no common sense in dey
feelin's. Not a speck.

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