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Literary
January 13, 1876
The Home Journal
Winchester, Franklin County, Tennessee
What is this article about?
A dialect poem depicting a man's remorseful realization that he has accidentally killed his friend Jake in a brawl, as he tries to rouse him and notices the blood.
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Wasser marrer wi' Im?
Wasser marrer wi' you—say
Tiz'n genn'le—gen-tle-munly
Ge'up! Kick you! Hell's Columbia!
Lyin' round in this here way
Gone to sleep by guck—gosh!
"Sh, my babe, He still'n slummer
Ge' up! Possum game wunk—wash
Fas'asleep 'n bo' eyes open
Docs'n fake nobody in
Wha you starin' at, ole feller?
Cotne now, Jake. it's too-ic-thin
Jake. I iid'n go to hurt you.
Did I"—I fo'give you though:
But I don't allow no feller
Call me lar—that you know
Ge' up. Jakey : I've fo'guv you
Aniuos'ty—wha' y'call"—sleeps
I don't hold no grudge hig!—gin you
All's fo'given—scuse these weeps
Say don't be a dam—fool, Jakey
Well. 'if you gon' be stifr about it
Lemme get you out the mud'
Woos all this that's wet you— blood
Jakey, don' you hear me? Wake up
(guess we berr' be gettin' homo.
Mor'n Ilkely little Tommy's
Watchin' out to sce you come
De a nan' Don'give up this way
"Momber, Jake you've got a wife
she'll be tired waftin' fur you—
Where'a I get this bloody knife?
Mood' Bood: Blood' My hands are bloody
Steady. let me think a minute?
He wont down what made hin fall?
Stony eyes, what makes you stare so?
What's the meaning of it all
Ghstly face with crimson staln"
This ideathMy Giod It's murder
Curssoh this rsy Irain'
-Prleg Askurighi
Wasser marrer wi' you—say
Tiz'n genn'le—gen-tle-munly
Ge'up! Kick you! Hell's Columbia!
Lyin' round in this here way
Gone to sleep by guck—gosh!
"Sh, my babe, He still'n slummer
Ge' up! Possum game wunk—wash
Fas'asleep 'n bo' eyes open
Docs'n fake nobody in
Wha you starin' at, ole feller?
Cotne now, Jake. it's too-ic-thin
Jake. I iid'n go to hurt you.
Did I"—I fo'give you though:
But I don't allow no feller
Call me lar—that you know
Ge' up. Jakey : I've fo'guv you
Aniuos'ty—wha' y'call"—sleeps
I don't hold no grudge hig!—gin you
All's fo'given—scuse these weeps
Say don't be a dam—fool, Jakey
Well. 'if you gon' be stifr about it
Lemme get you out the mud'
Woos all this that's wet you— blood
Jakey, don' you hear me? Wake up
(guess we berr' be gettin' homo.
Mor'n Ilkely little Tommy's
Watchin' out to sce you come
De a nan' Don'give up this way
"Momber, Jake you've got a wife
she'll be tired waftin' fur you—
Where'a I get this bloody knife?
Mood' Bood: Blood' My hands are bloody
Steady. let me think a minute?
He wont down what made hin fall?
Stony eyes, what makes you stare so?
What's the meaning of it all
Ghstly face with crimson staln"
This ideathMy Giod It's murder
Curssoh this rsy Irain'
-Prleg Askurighi
What sub-type of article is it?
Poem
Soliloquy
What themes does it cover?
Death Mortality
Friendship
Moral Virtue
What keywords are associated?
Dialect Poem
Accidental Murder
Remorse
Friendship Fight
Blood Realization
What entities or persons were involved?
Prleg Askurighi
Literary Details
Author
Prleg Askurighi
Form / Style
Dialect Verse Monologue
Key Lines
Wasser Marrer Wi' Im?
Wasser Marrer Wi' You—Say
Tiz'n Genn'le—Gen Tle Munly
Ge'up! Kick You! Hell's Columbia!
Jakey, Don' You Hear Me? Wake Up
(Guess We Berr' Be Gettin' Homo.
Mor'n Ilkely Little Tommy's
Watchin' Out To Sce You Come
Where'a I Get This Bloody Knife?
Mood' Bood: Blood' My Hands Are Bloody
Steady. Let Me Think A Minute?
This Ideathmy Giod It's Murder
Curssoh This Rsy Irain'