--- title: XII. As a Murderer — Uncle Remus, His Songs and His Sayings · full text with trees description: XII. As a Murderer, «Uncle Remus, His Songs and His Sayings» by Joel Chandler Harris: the whole chapter, every sentence with its dependency tree and pragmatics. It begins: UNCLE Remus met a police officer recently. --- [Mova](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/) · [this page in HTML](https://mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/) [home](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/) / [corpora](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/) / [tales](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/) / [Uncle Remus, His Songs and His Sayings](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/) / XII. As a Murderer # XII. As a Murderer XII. As a Murderer of «Uncle Remus, His Songs and His Sayings» by Joel Chandler Harris: the whole text, 37 sentences and 554 words. Every sentence has its own page with its syntax tree and pragmatics, parsed by Mova itself. - [1](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/1/) — UNCLE Remus met a police officer recently. - [2](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/2/) — "You ain't hear talk er no dead nigger nowhar dis mawnin', is you, boss?" asked the old man earnestly. - [3](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/3/) — "No," replied the policeman, reflectively. " - [4](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/4/) — No, I believe not. - [5](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/5/) — Have you heard of any?" - [6](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/6/) — "'Pears unter me dat I come mighty nigh gittin' some news bout dat size, an' dat's w'at I'm a huntin' fer. - [7](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/7/) — Bekaze ef dey er foun' a stray nigger layin' 'roun' loose, wid 'is bref gone, den I wanter go home an' git my brekfus' an' put on some clean cloze, an' 'liver myse'f up ter wunner deze yer jestesses er de peace, an git a fa'r trial." - [8](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/8/) — "Why, have you killed anybody?" - [9](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/9/) — "Dat's w'at's I'm a 'quirin' inter now, but I wouldn't be sustonished ef I ain't laid a nigger out some'rs on de subbubs. - [10](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/10/) — Hit's done got so it's agin de law fer ter bus' loose an' kill a nigger, ain't it, boss?" - [11](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/11/) — "Well, I should say so. - [12](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/12/) — You don't mean to tell me that you have killed a colored man, do you?" - [13](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/13/) — "I speck I is, boss. - [14](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/14/) — I speck I done gone an' done it dis time, sho.' - [15](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/15/) — Hit's bin sorter growin' on me, an' it come ter a head dis mawnin', 'less my name ain't Remus, an' dat's w'at dey bin er callin' me sence I wuz ole er 'nuff fer ter scratch myse'f wid my lef' han'." - [16](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/16/) — "Well, if you've killed a man, you'll have some fun, sure enough. - [17](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/17/) — How was it?" - [18](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/18/) — "Hit wuz dis way, boss: I wuz layin' in my bed dis mawnin' sorter ruminatin' 'roun', when de fus news I know'd I year a fus' 'mong de chickens, an' den my brissels riz. - [19](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/19/) — I done had lots er trubble wid dem chickens, an' w'en I years wun un um squall my ve'y shoes comes ontied. - [20](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/20/) — So I des sorter riz up an' retch fer my ole muskit, and den I crope out er de back do', an' w'atter you reckin I seed?" - [21](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/21/) — "I couldn't say." - [22](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/22/) — "I seed de biggest, blackest nigger dat you ever laid eyes on. - [23](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/23/) — He shined like de paint on 'im was fresh. - [24](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/24/) — He hed done grabbed fo' er my forwardes' pullets. - [25](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/25/) — I crope up nigh de do', an' hollered an' axed 'im how he wuz a gittin' on, an' den he broke, an' ez he broke I jammed de gun in de small er his back and banged aloose. - [26](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/26/) — He let a yell like forty yaller cats a courtin', an' den he broke. - [27](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/27/) — You ain't seed no nigger hump hisse'f like dat nigger. - [28](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/28/) — He tore down de well shelter and fo' pannils er fence, an' de groun' look like wunner deze yer harrycanes had lit dar and fanned up de yeath." - [29](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/29/) — "Why, I thought you killed him?" - [30](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/30/) — "He bleedzed ter be dead, boss. - [31](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/31/) — Ain't I put de gun right on 'im? - [32](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/32/) — Seem like I feel 'im give way w'en she went off." - [33](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/33/) — "Was the gun loaded?" - [34](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/34/) — "Dat's w'at my ole 'oman say. - [35](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/35/) — She had de powder in dar, sho', but I disremember wedder I put de buckshot in, er wedder I lef' um out. - [36](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/36/) — Leas'ways, I'm gwineter call on wunner deze yer jestesses. - [37](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/58/37/) — So long, boss." - ← previous: [XI. the Emigrants](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/57/) - next →: [XIII. 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