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Some seemed ill, or wounded, or asleep, others were chattering eagerly among themselves, singing, praying, or soliloquizing on joys to come. "Bress de Lord," I heard one woman say, "I spec' I got salt victual now, notin' but fresh victual dese six months, but Ise get salt victual now," thus reversing, under pressure of the salt-embargo, the usual anticipations of voyagers.
Joe! where do you expect to go when you die?" solemnly inquired Sybil, shaking her finger at the delinquent. "I do 'spect to go straight to de debbil, miss, for sure! Dat's de reason why I wants to take a drap of comfort in dis worl', 'cause I nebber shall get none dere. But bress my two eyes, miss, how glad dey is to look on your putty face again." "My 'putty' face?
"Yes; bress Marster! there will be Glories and Hallelujahs all through heaven," he added; "for "Saints and angels there will meet, Saints and angels there will meet, Saints and angels there will meet Will meet, to part no more." "And me and my young missis there will meet! And meet to part no more! GLORY!" added the singer, with a sudden shout.
You can then go where you please. "'Bress de Laud, Massa Genl, you gwine to make me stay heah and get shotted?" "'Well, I don't know whether you will get shot or not but you will stay as I direct. I tried dem one time, an' I tell you dey won't stay. You can't hole 'em, no, sah; dey git ebery time when you 'spec dem be stayin' dey's gwine.
Everything is all right. 'Gena and the children are well, and have been looking for you every day since you went away." "Bress God! Bress God! I don't want nuffin' mo' !" said Nimbus. He would have gone on, in a wild rhapsody of delight, but both Hesden and Mollie interposed and compelled him to desist and eat. Ah! it was a royal meal that the poor fugitive had spread before him.
"My poor fellow," Vincent said kindly, "I am sorry to see you in such a state." A great sob broke from the black "De Lord bress you, sah, for your goodness and for saving Dinah from de hands of dose debils! Now she safe wid you and de child, Tony no care berry much what come to him de sooner he dead de better.
'Taint but t'other day you was kissin' Miss Dolly on de plantation." "It seems longer than that to me, Aunt Lucy," I answered, laughing at Dolly's blushes. "You have too good a memory, mammy," said my lady, withdrawing her fingers from mine. "Bress you, honey! De ole woman doan't forgit some things." And she fell back to a respectful six paces. "Those were happy times," said Dorothy.
Now I sees dat my heart can be white like yours, Miss Edie. Bress de Lord, I'se a-gwine, I'se a-comin'," and Hannibal vanished into the kitchen, feeling that he must be alone in the glad tumult of his emotions. As Edith laid aside her work for a frugal dinner at one o'clock, she heard the sound of a hoe in her garden.
"Dat's why he took dat old nigger. Lawdy, Missy, bress yo' heart. Dey both knows aich udder, shuah! It's all right. Dar now, dar dey are; listen." She held up her hand. A slow pulsation, that might have been the dull, labored beating of their own hearts, was making itself felt throughout the little cottage.
"No, he won't be kind to nobody," she gasped. "You has gwyn been lost, Miss Vessy. You is measured in. De good Lord try an' bress you! Hominy ain't measured in yit. Hominy's kivered herseff wid cammermile, an' drunk biled lizzer tea. Hominy's gone an' got Quaker." "What's Quaker, Aunt Hominy?"
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