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Go in de wilderness, Go in de wilderness, go in de wilderness, Jesus call you. Go in de wilderness To wait upon de Lord. Go wait upon de Lord, Go wait upon de Lord, Go wait upon de Lord, my God, He take away de sins of de world. "Jesus a-waitin'. Go in de wilderness, Go, &c. All dem chil'en go in de wilderness To wait upon de Lord."
An' deah Lord, good Lord, it ain't like yo' mercy, it ain't like yo' pity, it ain't like yo' long-sufferin' lovin' kindness for to take dis kind o' 'vantage o' sick little chil'en as dose is when dey's so many ornery grown folks chuck full o' cussedness dat wants roastin' down dah.
Judy had just finished speaking when they were interrupted by the entrance of Harry, who had returned for his mother. Judy followed them to the sleigh, for she said she "must cum out and see de chil'en, spite of her rheumatiz." "Auntie," said little Cornelia, "have my little banty's eggs hatched yet?"
Chil'en want chil'en; Miss Roxy says she's altogether too sort o' still and old-fashioned, and must have child's company to chirk her up, and so she took her down to play with Sally Kittridge; there's no manner of danger or harm in it, and she'll be back to-morrow afternoon, and Mara will have a real good time." "Wal', now, really," said the good man, "but it's 'mazin' lonesome."
"I'm trying to write to my poor old woman, Miss Eva, and my little chil'en," said Tom, drawing the back of his hand over his eyes; "but, some how, I'm feard I shan't make it out." "I wish I could help you, Tom! I've learnt to write some. Last year I could make all the letters, but I'm afraid I've forgotten."
An' dey'd come up dah an' look at us all roun', an' squeeze our arm, an' make us git up an' walk, an' den say, Dis one too ole, or 'Dis one lame, or 'Dis one don't 'mount to much. An' dey sole my ole man, an' took him away, an' dey begin to sell my chil'en an' take dem away, an' I begin to cry; an' de man say, 'Shet up yo' damn blubberin', an' hit me on de mouf wid his han'. An' when de las' one was gone but my little Henry, I grab' him clost up to my breas' so, an' I ris up an' says, 'You sha'nt take him away, I says; 'I'll kill de man dat tetch him! I says.
And oh, the poor chil'en, and the baby my old heart's been most broke for them. Tell them to follow me. Give my love to mas'r, and dear, good missis, and everybody in the place. I love them all. He closed his eyes, and with a smile he fell asleep. Uncle Tom too was free. Beyond the gates of Legree's farm, George had noticed a dry, sandy knoll, shaded by a few trees.
I wush dat po' old sick man what libs next ter us could come out here and see it all. "'I wush I had, 'I wush I wuz, sung de little birds. 'I wush all de po' chil'en could come an' spen' de day here, said de little gal; 'what er nice time dey would hab! "'I wush I wuz, 'I wush I had, sung de birds in er flutter, hoppin' all 'bout 'mong de branches.
CHRISTMAS morning, 1853, dawned cold and rainy, and scarcely had the first gray streak appeared when the bolt of the nursery was quietly turned, and Dilsey's little black head peered in through the half-open door. "Chris'mus gif', chil'en!" she called out, and in a twinkling Diddie, Dumps and Tot were all wide awake, and climbing over the side of the bed.
Having thus authenticated her story beyond a doubt, Mammy hugged Tot a little closer and began: "Once 'pon er time dar wuz a beautiful gyarden wid all kind er nice blossoms, an' trees, an' brooks, an' things, whar all de little chil'en usen ter go and play, an' in dis gyarden de grass wuz allers green, de blossoms allers bright, and de streams allers clar, caze hit b'longed to er little Fraid, named Cheery."
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