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Wilson knew Roxy by sight, and when the duel of wits begun to play out, he stepped outside to gather in a record or two. Jasper went to work energetically, at once, perceiving that his leisure was observed. Wilson inspected the children and asked: "How old are they, Roxy?" "Bofe de same age, sir five months. Bawn de fust o' Feb'uary." "They're handsome little chaps.
The negro tittered: "Oh, as to dat, I don't 'spute but yone is betteh." The master heaved a comforted sigh. The servant tittered again, but suddenly again was grave. "I on'y wish to Gawd," he slowly said, "dat de next time you an' him meet " "Well next time we meet what then?" "Dat you bofe be in de same sawt o' clo'es like you got on now."
"De colonel an' Misser Fizpat'ic bofe waitin' for you, sah," said that obsequious darky, preceding me through the dark passage. I followed, mounted the old-fashioned wooden steps, and fell into the outstretched arms of the colonel before I could touch the knocker. "Here he is, Fitz!" and the next instant I was sharing with that genial gentleman the warmth of the colonel's fire.
I knows de good Lawd done fergib me, en I hope ter meet you bofe in glory. I sees de good angels waitin' fer me up yander, wid a long w'ite robe en a starry crown, en I'm on my way ter jine 'em. En so de cunjuh man died, en Pete en Primus went back ter de plantation. "De darkies all made a great 'miration w'en Primus come back.
He explained the disappearance of Mr. Briscoe and the mare by the statement that "Phinny runned out pop-gun bang! an' bofe felled over the bluff." He called the moonshiners' cave a cellar, however, and declared that he went hunting for his mamma in a boat, and the counsel for the defence made the most of such puerilities and contradictions.
His pale eyes looked thoughtfully at the ground, and the little girl, still mounted on her pony, could not see whether or not they approved of the scheme. "Who gates th' mownay?" he asked at last. The little girl hesitated before answering, struggling with greed. "Bofe of us?" she faltered. The Swede boy grunted. "You catch 'em and kill 'em," said the little girl, "and I'll snip off their tails.
He bery good strong nigger, good gardner, good at de horses, good carpenter. Sam sure to get good place, but, howeber good, when he see a chance he run away. If no chance, he sabe up his money, and you sabe up your money, Sally, and buy him freedom. "Well, sar, we bofe cry bery much, and den Sally go away wid de young missy. A week after dat de bust up come.
"Magistrate examine case, assa many quishuns, search bofe dissa house but can't fine who mudder dissa merchan'. Fadder-mudder-in'-aw say, 'We innocent. Daughter say, 'You liars! Her parents med declaration, 'I doan' hed mudder to any person. Two mont's go by. Can't fine who mudder. Nen daughter petition to supere court; say dissa magistrate doan' know how fine who mudder.
When she come dat day in de school-house, an' all de chil'en looked at her so hard, she tu'n right red, an' tried to pull her long curls over her eyes, an' den put bofe de backs of her little han's in her two eyes, an' begin to cry to herse'f. Marse Chan he was settin' on de een' o' de bench nigh de do', an' he jes' reached out an' put he arm roun' her an' drawed her up to 'im.
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