Joel Chandler Harris

“ He saw Uncle Remus edging his way through the crowd, and thought he knew him.
“Howdy, Daddy Ben?” the stranger exclaimed. “I tink I nubber see you no mo’. Wey you gwan? He hot fer true, ain’t he?”
“Daddy who?” asked Uncle Remus, straightening himself up with dignity. ”

“ Come yer, son, whar dey ain’t no folks an’ lemme drap some Jawjy ’intment in dem years er yone. Youer mighty fur ways fum home, an’ you wanter be a lookin’ out fer yo’se’f. Fus and fo’mus, youer thumpin’ de wrong watermillion. ”