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So I lay, an' t'ought dis ting all ober, an' I tell ye, fellers, 'tain't no use. 'Spose all de white men in Ho'sford is agin us, what's we gwine ter do? We can't lib. Lots o' niggers can't lib a week widout wuk from some white man. 'Sides dat, dey's got de bosses an' de guns, an' de 'sperience; an' what we got?

"Now, look-a-heah, Brudder 'Bijah," said he, "wot's I gwine to do 'bout dis bizness? I done promised ter pay dis money on de fus' day ob de comin' month, an' dar's six dollars ob it dat I ain't got yit." "An' aint dar any way ter git it?" asked 'Bijah. "Yaas, dar's one way," said Grandison, "I's been turnin' dis matter ober an' ober in my min', an' dar's only one way. I mought sell apples.

What's the matter?" I said, as the dull roaring seemed to be coming back. "Ribber run all ober; water take away de boat, and all gone." "River running over? What do you mean a flood?" "Yes, dat's flood. Come, get up a tree." "Oh, nonsense! Come and see." "No, no, Mass' George, mustn't go," cried Pomp, seizing my arm, and I was making for the path leading to the stream. "Hark! Hear dat?"

I kinder allers wakes myself den, an' turns ober, an' what comes arter dat is apt to run clar." "Well, well, well!" said Miss Prissy, "I don't know what to think. You see, it may have reference to the state of his soul."

I asked, anxious to put him at his ease. "Yas, suh. I lives des ober yander, behine de nex' san'-hill, on de Lumberton plank-road." "Do you know anything about the time when this vineyard was cultivated?" "Lawd bless you, suh, I knows all about it. Dey ain' na'er a man in dis settlement w'at won' tell you ole Julius McAdoo 'uz bawn en raise' on dis yer same plantation.

Gayety with a rumble and a darkness underneath. But such things were only wilder accents to laughter. If the detachment would leave him, if he could familiarize himself, he could lay hands on something; dance away in a macabré mardi-gras. Two bottles of Sekt had been emptied. A polite Ober responded with a third. Von Stinnes grew eloquent. "Not before March, Mr. Dorn. It will come only then.

An' I beliebs in praisin' de bridge dat carries me ober. She said, 'Uncle Dan'el, I wish you war free. Ef I had my way you shouldn't serve any one when I'm gone; but Mr. Thurston had eberything in his power when he made his will. I war tied hand and foot, and I couldn't help it. In a little while she war gone jis' faded away like a flower. I belieb ef dere's a saint in glory, Miss Anna's dere."

"Do you know any one in Tolopah by the name of Chris Ober?" "Struck out for old Mexico, prospecting for gold, three months ago," replied Bill. "Why?" "That's his brother Hans, who has come from Berlin to visit him," returned Tom. And hurriedly he gave an outline of the German lad's story. "Phew! Chicken-hearted, is he?" commented Horace. "It won't do to leave him in Tolopah.

"Is there anything else you will want? What are you going to do with him if you get him free? They will hunt you down like vermin." "I tought we might get down to de river and get ober somehow. Dere will be no getting trou der cavalry. Dey will hab dem on every road." "Well, you want some clothes, anyhow; you can't go about in these soldier clothes.

"Oh, dat Freddie boy he done cut mah clothes line an' let mah clean wash down on da ground!" exclaimed Dinah. "I didn't minded DAT so much!" she said, as she wiped away the tears from the face of the frightened Flossie. "I kin wash de sheets ober ag'in. But I'm so s'prised dat Freddie done scared his li'l sister, dat's whut I am. Freddie done scared honey lamb mos' to pieces!"