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It's acomin' to you all right. 'Twas you as got this work fer us." "No!" was the emphatic reply. "We'll git some more cheers, knives, spoons, plates, cups, and two more leaves fer the table, so's the chillern kin all set to table to onct." "That'll be a hull lot more convenient," admitted Mrs. Jenkins hopefully.
If they didn't want her bad enough to run an ad, they couldn't hev missed her very much." "That's so," agreed the Boarder, convinced by Bobby's able argument. "Most likely she doesn't belong to any one," was Amarilly's theory. "She just came to stay a while, and then she'll go away again." "She won't git no chanst to 'scape, unless she kin go out the way the chillern does," laughed Mrs. Jenkins.
Then SHE 'lowed I'd better 'git up and git, and shet the door to! Then I 'lowed she might tell me what was up through the door. Then she said, through the door, as how the chillern lay all sick with that hoss-distemper, diphthery. Then she 'lowed she'd use a doctor ef I'd fetch him.
"My mother works for one of the churches, and the minister, he give us this to cut up into clo'es fer the chillern, but we didn't cut it up. I'm agoin' to leave it here till the rent's paid, and we git the money to take it outen hock." The bishop's eyes softened, and lost their look of shocked dignity. "I will advance you the money," he offered.
"Never knew who my daddy was, an I reckon she didn't either." "Do you remember anything about the Civil War?" "What dat?" "The Civil War, when they set the slaves free." "Oh, you mean de fust war. I reckon I does had three chillern, boys, borned fore de war. When I was old enough to work I was taken to Pelman, Jawja. Dey let me nust de chillern. Den I got married.
Polly, who had closely followed the story, albeit with the embellishments of her own imagination, made her eyes rounder than ever. A bland smile broke on Wan Lee's face, as to the children's amazement, he quietly disengaged himself from the group and stepped before the leader. "Melican man plenty foolee Melican chillern. No foolee China boy! China boy knowee you. YOU no Led Lofer.
"Yas'm, dat's what I askin' fer. Yo' see, Miss Peggy, dat haid waiter man at de Central Hotel, he done fall in love wid ma nine haid o' po' orphanless chillern an' crave fer ter be a daddy to 'em. An' Miss Peggy, honey, Johanna she gwine be ma bride's maid, an' does yo' reckon yo's got any ole finery what yo' kin giv' her? She's jist 'bout yo' size, ma'am." Johanna was Minervy's eldest daughter.
That great mold of ice cream, mound of golden wine jelly, dishes of cakes galore would certainly have met total destruction but for her prompt and emphatic command: "Yo' chillern 'tend to yo' bisness an' nemmine what gwine on over yander." That saved the feast, for the little darkies were convinced that "one ob dose young mens liked ter be kill fer suah."
The next night I was here again, the same light twinklin', but no one about. I reckoned that was mighty queer, and I jess crep' up to the house an' listened. I heard suthin' like a little cough oncet in a while, and at times suthin' like a little moan. I didn't durst to sing out for I knew SHE wouldn't like it, but whistled keerless like, to let the chillern know I was there.
Miss Lucy sighed. "It will that, Julius, it's burning now. Edward from Sally Hampton. More Charleston news! One for Molly, three for Unity, five for Judith " "Miss Judith jes' sont er 'lumination by one of de chillern at de gate. She an' Marse Maury Stafford'll be back by five. Dey ain' gwine ride furder'n Monticello." "Very well. Mr. Stafford will be here to supper, then.
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