Preface
Everyone knows that language is variable:
Ye knowe ek that in forme of speche is chaunge
Withinne a thousand year， and wordes tho
That hadden pris， now wonder nyce and straunge.
o o o
I knowed you wasn t Oklahomy folks. You talk queer kinds-That ain t no
blame， you understan.\" Ever body says words different， said Ivy. Arkansas
folks says em different， and Oklahomy folks says em different. And we
seen a lady from Massachusetts， an\" she said era differentest of all. Couldn
hardly make out what she was sayin .
o Q o
\"Why yes sir， Mister Jem. \" Calpurnia timidly put her fingers to her mouth.
\"They were the only books I had. Your grandaddy said Nil . Blackstone
wrote fine English-\"
\"That s why you don t talk like the rest of em，\" said Jem.
\"The rest of who?\"
\"Rest of the colored folks. Cal， but you talked like they did in church.
That Calpurnia lead a modest double life never dawned on me. The idea
that she had a separate existence outside our household was a novel one，
to say nothing of her having command of two languages.
\"Cal，\" I asked， \"why do you talk nigger-talk to the-to your folks when
you know it s not right?\"
\"Well， in the first place I m black-\"
\"That doesn t mean you hafta talk that way when you know better，\"
said Jem.
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