Who Dat Knockin' At De Do'? Why, Ike Johnson,--Yes, Fu' Sho! Come In, Ike. I 'S Mighty Glad You Come Down. I T'Ought You 'S Mad At Me 'Bout De Othah Night, An' Was Stayin' 'Way Fu' Spite. Say, Now, Was You Mad Fu' True Wen I Kin' O' Laughed At You? Speak Up, Ike, An' 'Spress Yo'Se'F. 'T Ain'T No Use A-Lookin' Sad, An' A-Mekin' Out You 'S Mad; Ef You 'S Gwine To Be So Glum, Wondah Why You Evah Come. I Don't Lak Nobidy 'Roun' Dat Jes' Shet Dey Mouf An' Frown,-- Oh, Now, Man, Don't Act A Dunce! Cain'T You Talk? I Tol' You Once, Speak Up, Ike, An' 'Spress Yo'Se'F. Wha'D You Come Hyeah Fu' To-Night? Body'D T'Ink Yo' Haid Ain'T Right. I 'S Done All Dat I Kin Do,-- Dressed Perticler, Jes' Fu' You; Reckon I'd 'A' Bettah Wo' My Ol' Ragged Calico. Aftah All De Pains I 'S Took, Cain'T You Tell Me How I Look? Speak Up, Ike, An' 'Spress Yo'Se'F. Bless My Soul! I 'Mos' Fu'Got Tellin' You 'Bout Tildy Scott. Don't You Know, Come Thu'Sday Night, She Gwine Ma'Y Lucius White? Miss Lize Say I Allus Wuh Heap Sight Laklier 'N Huh; An' She 'll Git Me Somep'N New, Ef I Wants To Ma'Y Too. Speak Up, Ike, An' 'Spress Yo'Se'F. I Could Ma'Y In A Week, Ef De Man I Wants 'Ud Speak. Tildy'S Presents 'll Be Fine, But Dey Would N'T Ekal Mine. Him Whut Gits Me Fu' A Wife 'll Be Proud, You Bet Yo' Life. I 'S Had Offers; Some Ain'T Quit; But I Has N'T Ma'Ied Yit! Speak Up, Ike, An' 'Spress Yo'Se'F. Ike, I Loves You,--Yes, I Does; You 'S My Choice, And Allus Was. Laffin' At You Ain'T No Harm.-- Go 'Way, Dahky, Whah 'S Yo' Arm? Hug Me Closer--Dah, Dat 'S Right! Was N'T You A Awful Sight, Havin' Me To Baig You So? Now Ax Whut You Want To Know,-- Speak Up, Ike, An' 'Spress Yo'Se'F!