One ooman wa beena lib dey wa ain Jew gone ta Jedus. E been fom Canaan. Dat ooman beg Jedus say, “Sah, David Son, do please, hab mussy pon me! Me daughta da suffa tommuch cause ebil sperit dey eenside um.”
Wen dey git ta de gate ob de wall wa go roun de town, dey meet plenty people gwine fa bury a man. Dat man wa dead been e modda onliest son. E been a wida ooman, an a whole crowd ob people fom de town been long wid um.
A ebil sperit tek hole ta um. Dat sperit mek um holla all ob a sudden. E ketch fits, an e da foam out de mout. De sperit keep on da bruise um op. Ain haadly eba lef um off.