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'Hain't I tole you, he continued, 'dat in de big city ob New-York dar'm more folks dan dar am in all Car'lina? I'se been dar, and I knows; and Massa K 'll tell you dat dey 'most on 'em feel mighty sorry for de brack man. 'No he won't, I replied, 'and besides, Jim, you should not talk in this way before me; I might tell your master. 'No! you won't do dat; I knows you won't, massa.

My folks b'longed to de Hollidays you know de grand folks of Miss Maria Evans? An' we stayed right dere in de lot whar de white folks lived. "My pa an' my ma was named Frank an' Sarah Holliday an' de Cunel brung dem wid him frum North Car'lina. Dey was lot niggers an' never worked in de fiel' or lived in de Quarters. My pa was one of de best carpenters in de country.

Are you faintin', too," he exclaimed, as he saw the death-like whiteness which had settled upon Durward's face and around his mouth. "Tell me more, everything you know," gasped Durward. "I have told you all I know for certain," said Joel. "The rest is only guess-work, but it looks plaguy reasonable. 'Leny's father, I've heard was from South Car'lina " "So was Mr.

Old Marster was kind to all of us, me 'specially, an' bought Lucy off the next plantation down there in South Car'lina, when he found I liked her. I married her, all I could, Ma'am; it warn't much, but we was true to one another till Marster Ned come home a year after an' made hell fer both of us.

"No, but if some of the darkies were passing through the woods, suh, and saw you hanging like that, they'd positively think it was the biggest 'possum that ever was grown in North Car'lina. And you'd hear an ax at the butt of that tree in a jiffy, believe me." Just then Bumpus came staggering out of the tent, having tripped as usual on a guy rope in his hurry.

"I fit the skunks in Ferginny 'fore you's thought of, Si Kenton, an' down in Car'lina in them hills. If ye think I'm a goin' to be scalped where they ain't no scalp, 'ithout tryin' a few dodges, yer a dad dasteder fool an' I used to think ye was, an' that's makin' a big compliment to ye."

Then Little John spoke up: "I mind about that time, Doc; but I disremember which buryin'-ground they-all planted ye in." "Planted! Me? Huh! But I had one tormentin' time findin' my hat!" The cabin shook under a heavier blast, to match Bill's yarn. "Old Wind-maker's blowin' liars out o' North Car'lina. Hang on to yer hat, Doc! Whoop! hear 'em a-comin'!" "Durn this blow, anyhow!

'Yes, judging by the tone of the Charleston papers you've read to-day, I think they will. 'And der yer tink dat de rest ob de Souf will jine wid Souf Car'lina, if she go at it fust? 'Yes, Jim, I'm inclined to think so. 'I hard you say to massa, dat ef dey goes to war,'twill free all de niggers der you raily b'lieve dat, sar?

Tom remembered that this was true, it having been Mr. Stamps who suggested the Northern theory which had been so unitedly scouted by his hearers at the time of its propounding. "I h'ain't stayed as stiddy in North Car'lina as the rest on 'em," repeated Mr. Stamps. "When I was younger, I kinder launched out wunct.

"No, don't bother him. We'll need him out on the Coast. Don't you know, we are just here in the mountains for a little while." "Don't you like these mountings, ma'am?" asked Tom Osby, sinking back into his seat. "I always did. They always remind me of the Smokies, in Car'lina, back South." "You came from the South?" "Georgy, ma'am." "Georgia!