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The frightened clerk and waiter followed hastily, and restrained him as he was opening the front door. "Sir, dear sir, be patient " "Now, Marse Houghton, wot you gwine ter do?" cried the negro. "I'm going straight to that damned Bodine." "Den, Marse Houghton, you mus ride. Sam's puttin' de bosses to de kerrige dis minit." Houghton instantly darted through the house and out to the stable.
"What? after nearly breaking my neck, which was saved only at the cost of this poor boy's life, perhaps?" "Please, Miss Claudia, I'll be careful another time " "Careful of your own life!" "Please, miss, let me drive you home this once." "Not to save your soul!" "But what'll ole Marse say?" cried Sam, in utter dismay. "That is your affair. I advise you to keep out of his way also!
But Talbot, gifted with a joyous soul that looked not far into the future, never flinched. He saw the cloud on the face of Prescott and the glow in the eyes of the Vermonter, but he was stirred by no tumult. "Never mind," he said calmly. "You've got your Grant and you are welcome to him, but Marse Bob is back there waiting for him."
Dey even took de trunk full o' 'Federate money dat was hid in de swamp. How dey foun' dat us never knowed. "Marse George come home' bout two years after de war started an' married Miss Martha Ann. Dey had always been sweethearts. Dey was promised 'fore he lef'. "Marse Lincoln an' Marse Jeff Davis is two I 'members 'bout. But, Lawzee! Dat was a long time back.
Marse cap'n, I des KNOWS dat de Lawd wanter brung you en yo' wife en dat lil Sadie I year you talk 'bout all togeder whar He is. I des KNOWS hit. Hit's 'spearance." "Miss Baron," said the captain calmly, "Isn't it wonderful? This old slave says he knows what, if true, is worth more to me than all the accumulated wisdom of the world. What do you think of it?"
"I 'lowed you'd want it, Marse Comyn, when I seed de Cap'n comin'," said he, with the privilege of an old servant. Indeed, the bottle was beneath his arm. The Colonel smiled. "Hope you'se well, Cap'n," said Ephum, as he drew the cork. "Tolluble, Ephum," replied the Captain. "But, Ephum say, Ephum!" "Yes, sah." "How's my little sweetheart, Ephum?"
So when Marse Robert com'd home, I axed him, an' he larf'd an' said, 'All right, an' dat he would speak to ole Gundover 'bout it. He didn't relish it bery much, but he didn't like to 'fuse Marse Robert. He wouldn't sell her, for she tended his dairy, an' war mighty handy 'bout de house. He said, I mought marry her an' come to see her wheneber Marse Robert would gib me a pass.
"Marse Ned's hisse'f ag'in," she would say to him encouragingly "Marse Ned's hisse'f an' Zion's by his side, yea, Lord, the Ark of the Tabbernackle!" For the last time she surveyed the little rooms of the cottage. How clean and fresh it all was, and how the old mahogany of Millwood set them off! And now all was ready. It was nearly dark when she reached the mill.
But the only human being near at hand was Whistling Jim, and him I seized by the collar. "You scoundrel!" I exclaimed, shaking him vigorously; "what do you mean by going off and leaving the stable-door unlocked?" "Mar Marse Cal Cally lem lemme tell you 'bout it!" he cried, affrighted; and then, ashamed of my silly display of temper, I turned him loose.
An' Marse Chan he wuz gittin' thinner an' thinner, an' Firginia she come out, an' den Marse Chan he went to Richmond an' listed, an' come back an' sey he wuz a private, an' he didn' know whe'r he could tek me or not. He writ to Mr. Gordon, hows'ever, an' 'twuz 'cided dat when he went I wuz to go 'long an' wait on him an' de cap'n too.
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