Tad: Paul, where do you live now?
Paul: I stays up at de old street.
Tad: What old street?
Paul: The old street up to 'Elm Savannah.'
Tad: Buddy, I thought you ain't been stayed up to de big house.
Paul: Wuh make?
Tad: No, my Jesus. No, Buddy, I ain't want nothen to do wid dat place. No my brother, I done got my belly full on it.
Paul: Cap'n Bob stay dere, 'en he say he fare mighty well, 'en he been here a long time. Coase I ain't know too much 'bout de big house. I ain't visit there too frequent, 'cep' in de day- time.
Tad: My Brother, dat what I talk 'bout. I visit there in de Big Day, 'en dem white folks was standin' on de front piazza shooten' people's cows on dey oats. Dey been shootin' cows and drinkin' liquor en tellin' tales 'en cussin' scandalous. Great God! Dem sure is bad folks. And when I been standin' there everything been still and dey ain't been a breath of air stirrin' 'en I see de front gate open. It opened slow and wide, like a man han' been on it, en' I ain't see de han', 'en it stay open long 'nuf for somebody to walk in, an den I see de gate close, 'en a man han' close it, an' I ain't see de man, an' I ain't seen he han', an' I tell Cap'n Bob 'bout it, an' he say, "go 'way fum here an' shet you lyin' mout'. I'm tired you niggers come 'roun' here an' create stirbance an' tell lie" 'en I say 'I ain't tell no lie. Jesus my Judge. I seen 'it. 'En Cap'n Bob say, "Bubber, you seen it, an' I seen it, an' I see it all de time, an' I see more'n it, an' it ain't nothin' to talk 'bout. It ain't been nobody but ole Marster, an' he visit here frequent."
Paul: How much time you see dat gate open?
Tad: I seen it one time, an' I lef' Buddy, I lef', 'en I ain't tarry.