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Updated: May 4, 2025
He lubs de wicked ones de best, 'ca'se dey need his lub de most. Yas, my brudders, eben de wickedest, ef dey's only sorry, and turn roun' and leab off dar bad ways, he lub de bery best ob all, 'ca'se he'm all lub and pity.
"Bery bad, sah; great piece of flesh pretty nigh as big as my hand come out ob your side, and doctor says some ob de ribs broken. But de doctor not seem to make much ob it; he hard sort ob man dat. Say you get all right again. No time to tend to you now. Hurry away just as if you some poor white trash instead of Massa Wingfield ob de Orangery." Vincent smiled faintly.
'De British, said Molly 'make old massa run about bery much in de great revelation war. He ran effectually, however, and contrived to save both his life and property from the invader.
"Now, Jake," Peter said, "the more strength you put into that paddle of yourn the sooner you'll have a piece of meat atween your jaws." The negro grinned. "Don't talk ob him, Massa Peter; don't say a word about him until I see him. Fish bery good when dere's noting else to eat, but Jake never want to see him again. He hab eat quite enough for the rest ob his life."
"Bery good, massa," said Quashy, at last giving in, "if you will walk 'longside ob a nigger, 's'not my fault. Don't blame me." With this protest, solemnly uttered, the faithful negro accompanied our hero in his inspection of the town.
I can hardly stir now without being assailed with cries of 'Missis, missis me mind chile, me bery clean, or the additional gratifying fact, 'and chile too, him bery clean. This virtue, however, if painful to the practisers, as no doubt it is, is expensive, too, to me, and I shall have to try some moral influence equivalent in value to a cent current coin of the realm.
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.
It was perfectly dark, and, after listening for a moment he laid his head down again, thinking that he had been mistaken, when he heard close to the bed the words in a low voice: "Am you asleep, Massa Harold?" "No, Jake," he exclaimed directly. "Ah, my good fellow! how have you got here?" "Dat were a bery easy affair," Jake said. "Me tell you all about it." "Have you shut the door again, Jake?
"Where are your clothes?" I said, quite disarmed now. "In de tree, Mass' George. Hab noder pull." "No," I said. "Put on your clothes." Pomp threw himself on the ground and began to howl. "What's that for, sir?" "You go tell de capen, and hab poor nigger flog. Ah, Mass' George, you bery cruel young massa." "Get up, Pomp. I'm not going to tell father, but you shouldn't have played me such a trick."
He speak to his fader, and he curse and swear awful, and stand wid de rifle close by and tell dat son ob his to larrup Jake. Dat he do, massa, for some time. Jake not say noting, but he make a note ob de affair in his mind. De bery next day de son go away to de village to buy some tings he want.
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