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Bress God, she's alive! Dar ain't no need ter ax fer 'Gena ner de little ones now; I knows dey's all right! Miss Mollie's done tuk keer o' dem, else she wouldn't be h'yer now. Bress de Lord, I sees de deah little lamb once mo'." "There, there!" said Mollie gently. "You must not talk any more now. I have brought you something to eat. You are tired and hungry. You must eat now.
"Bress Him, Miss Edie, dat kinder sounds like what I wants." Edith thought a moment, and, with her quick, logical mind, sought to construct a simple chain of truth that would bring to the trusting nature she was trying to guide the perfect assurance that Jesus' love and mercy embraced him as truly as herself.
"Jes' what's been lackin' de whole time!" she thought to herself; "Mas'r Dick wants somethin' he ken love and talk to. And when the two had left the table and gone to the library, she soliloquized, "Nebber thought I'd see a day like dis yer, agen! Wonder what Mas'r Dick t'inks o' de boy? Bress de chile! if mas'r don't take to him, 'pears like he'll nebber take to nuffin.
Dey didn't take any ob de niggers, 'cause dey had killed 'em all but me, and I was already dead, but I comed to agin." "None of Captain Prescott's family were in the house besides Mary, were they?" asked the Lieutenant, asking a question of which he well knew the answer. "Nobody else wan't dar bress de Lord! Missis Prescott and Helen went off on a visit to de settlement, t'ree, four days ago."
Wait, I'll tell her myself." Out Freddie ran to the kitchen, where Dinah was helping Martha with the baking. "Don't you be afraid, Dinah!" he cried. "I won't let any of the wild animals get you!" "Bress yo' heart, honey lamb!" exclaimed the colored cook with a laugh that made her shake "like a bowl full of jelly." "I I'll scare 'em off with my fire engine," Freddie went on. "Will yo', honey lamb?
But she's a winged serubim wid dem as don't rile 'er, an' she'll be awrful good to you for my sake an' Peter's. You see, we was all on us took by the pints at de same time, and we're all Christ'ns but ob course we don't say much about dat yar!" "And am I to be always dumb never to speak at all?" asked Hester, in a rather melancholy tone. "Oh! no bress you!
Near Roslin and Stonehaven, in Scotland, the last handful of corn cut "got the name of 'the bride, and she was placed over the bress or chimney-piece; she had a ribbon tied below her numerous ears, and another round her waist." Sometimes the idea implied by the name of Bride is worked out more fully by representing the productive powers of vegetation as bride and bridegroom.
"You, Letty, can't you go look her up?" Now was heard the voice of Plez, who meekly emerged from the shade of Letty. "Ole miss done gone out to de road gate," said he. "I seen her when I brung de cows." "Bress my soul!" ejaculated Letty. "Out to de road gate! An' 'spectin' you too, Mahs' Junius!" "Didn't she say nuffin to you?" said the old man, addressing Plez.
"Why, bress yo' life," the faithful servant replied, "dis ol' colored woman won't say nuffin'. She nebber knows nuffin', anyway, 'cept to hol' her tongue at de right time, which is more'n mos' folks kin do. An' doan yo' worry 'bout Missie Jean takin' any hint of what's goin' on.
The first two lines had a brisk movement, accented apparently by the clapping of hands or the beating of a tin pan, but the refrain, "Lord bress de Lamb," was drawn out in a lugubrious chant of infinite tenuity. "The rich man died and he went straight to hellerum. Lord bress de Lamb glory hallelugerum! Lord bress de Lamb!" Fleming paused at the cabin door. Before he could rap the voice rose again:
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