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Actually rude." "Who and where?" I insists. "Louishe's family," says Ernie. "I I don't care for her family. No. Sorry, but " "Mean to say Louise took you home after dinner?" says I. Ernie nods. "Wanted me to meet family," says he. "Dear old daddy, darling mother, sho on. 'Charmed, says I. I was willing to meet anyone then. Right in the mood. 'Certainly, says I. Feeling friendly.
"Still, I'm going. I won't have your death on my hands," she told him defiantly. "Sho! I ain't aimin' to pass over the divide on account of a scratch like this. There's no danger but what I can look out for myself." She waited in silence for him to start, looking straight ahead of her. He tried in vain to argue her out of it.
The owner of the house was a genuine "cracker," or poor white lean, sallow, and awkward in his movements, but hospitable, as men of his class always are. In answer to their request he replied, "Sartin, sartin; to be sho'. Light down, gentleMEN, and come inside. We 'uns is plain folks, and hain't got much, but sich as we has yo' 'uns is welkim to. Sal, run fo' a bucket of water."
All the loyalty and pride of slavery days was in Neb. "He sho' am, Missus; dar ain't nuthin' higher in ol' Virginia dan de Keiths. Dey ain't got much money sence the Yankees come down dar, but dey's quality folks jest de same. I was done born on de ol' Co'nel's plantation, and I reck'n dar wan't no finer man ebber libed. He was done killed in de wah.
"Freedom!" spoke the girl, awakening; "oh, I must find it." The next that Virgie knew, she was in a cabin loft, and voices were heard speaking in a room below. "See me!" said one; "we sell you, dat's sho'! See me now! You make de best of it. Sam Ogg yer, we sold twenty-two times. Sam will be sold wid you and teach yo' de Murrell game."
"Well, you ain' much to look at, dat's sho'," replied Big Abel, his face shining like polished ebony, "en I ain' much to look at needer, but dey'll have ter recollect de way we all wuz befo' we runned away; dey'll have ter recollect you in yo' fine shuts en fancy waistcoats, en dey'll have ter recollect me in yo' ole uns. Sakes alive!
"Dat ain' so fur off!" "A message?" "You sho' guessed it dat time!" he chuckled. "Some-un suttenly do a lot of thinkin' 'bout some-un dat's all I got to say!" "Does he?" she blushed. It pleased her to have this old man tease. It was her only outlet; he was the only one who shared the secrets of their trysts. "He suttenly do! I don' reckon she's been outen his mind but onct dis spring!"
Saturday night's both black and white-are tried first. The suffrage prisoners strain their ears to hear the pitiful pleas of these unfortunates, most of whom come to the bar without counsel or friend. Scraps of evidence are heard. JUDGE: "You say you were not quarreling, Lottie?" LOTTIE: "I sho' do yo' hono'. We wuz jes singin'-we wuz sho' nuf, sah." JUDGE: "Singing, Lottie?
By killing de snake I knowed dat I would conquer dat enemy. "I noes wishes cen come tru seems ter me I hev but my memory aint so good but still I believes hit. "Wen de smoke flies low hit sho is goin ter snow." "Spilling salt or ter waste salt is bad luck. I always wen I makes my bread put de salt in de bread den I puts some of de salt in de fire ter bring me good luck.
Like a shot I halted in the shadow, where I had not been seen. "Sho! Ain't boardin' heah, is he?" said the other. "Yes." "Reckon he'll hurt your business, Jim." The fellow called Jim emitted a mirthless laugh. "Wal, he's been all my business these days. An' he's offered to rent that old 'dobe of mine just out of town. You know, where I lived before movin' in heah.
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