Josey Mammy: Is you hear 'bout ole man Tooga?
Scip: Wha' ail ole man Tooga?
Josey Mammy: Ain' nothin' ail he health, but he mine mighty sick wid worryation.
Voice: Wha' he worry 'bout? Worry ain' no nuse.
Josey Mammy: He worry 'bout he chile.
Voice: Wha' chile?
Josey Mammy: He worry 'bout Wash.
Tad: Wha' de matter ail Wash?
Josey Mammy: Nuff ail Wash. He done cross de path of de law an' de poor buckra got him.
Voice: How come de poor buckra got him?
Josey Mammy: De chain gang is he home now. Is you know wha' I mean?
Tad: Ef he ain' larn how to pray, now he time, for he show God guh wear suppen sides clothes.
Scip: Prayin', wha' he guh pray for? Mercy, he bes' save he breath. When God drap him in de han' of er cracker, he done wid him, he done quit noticin' prayer, Him an' he Son an' all un um. Dey got too much else to 'tend to. He mought pray to de cracker ef he wants to create a laugh an' game makin'. Luh him pray.
Josey Mammy: Son you knows a heap but you ain' know wuh ole man Tooga do an' wuh he say an' how he act wid dem cracker. Ole man Tooga full o' worryin' an' he ain' loss he mine yet an' he ain' loss he scheme.
Scip: Is you ever see a mice when de cat's got him? Schemin' helps him.
Tad: De cat know he business jes' a leetle better dan de mice.
Scip: An' de cracker know he business.
Voice: Josey Mammy, tell we.
Josey Mammy: When ole man Tooga visit de guard, he carry