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Updated: June 13, 2025
Well now, he would say, "Old Clay," I guess you took your time a goin up that are hill, 'spose we progress now. Go along you old sculpin, and turn out your toes. I reckon you are as deff as a shad, do you hear there, "go ahead Old Clay." There now, he'd say, Squire aint that dreadful pretty? There's action.
'Pears 'twas like a leetle, soft voice, but I couldn't see nobody nowhar dat spoke, and it said, 'Lony, Lony, don't yer make dem boys swar no more, ef ye do, ye'll lose yer soul. I looked all roun and roun, for I was skeered a'most to deff, but I couldn't see nobody, and den I know'd 'twas a voice from heaben, for I'd heerd o' sich, and I says, 'No, Lord, no, I won't. I didn't know den what de SOUL was, or what a drefful ting 'twas to lose it; but I knowd it mus mean suffin orful.
The latter had shot the pirogue among the tree-tops close to where we stood, and with voice and gesture now urged us to get aboard. "Quick, mass'. Quick, 'Rore gal! jump into de dugout! Jump in! Truss Ole Gabe! he stand by young mass' to de deff!"
"I know you will come off more than conqueror through Him who loved you with an everlasting love." "'Peat dat verse to yo' ole mammy, honey," entreated the trembling, feeble voice. "What verse, mammy dear? 'Who shall separate us'?" "Yes, darlin', dat's it! an' de res' dat comes after, whar de 'postle say he 'suaded dat deff nor nuffin else cayn't separate God's chillen from de love ob Christ."
'Tamp House; f'oze to deff, was now the ready answer, a natural one, too, for she had been taught by Harold that such was the case, and had often gone with him to the house where he found her, and where the old table still stood against the wall.
"Jess so, Massa Cap'n, an' much obleeged to ye. Dis chile perfur stayin'. Golly! I doan' want to tire myse'f to deff a-draggin' up dat ar pressypus. 'Sides, I hab got ter look out for de dinner, 'gainst yer gettin' back." So, without further parley, they set forth, leaving him by the boat.
I tell you dat's bad. O, I cry myself nearly to deff 'bout my chilien; but all do no good; dey done gone; I neber see dem any mo'. If I was to, dey would not know me, an' me not know dem; so no good now to cry any mo'; dey be all dead, maybe hope dey am den dey work for de Laud and Master all de time, and not be worked all de time fo' de people for nuffin' an' doin' no good.
Doan you go git kilt in dat ar bloody gully wha' so many gits hurt amoss to deff!" Utie arose from the dream of home, and kicked the poor slave out of the room. He then drank, speculated upon his chances, practised with an imaginary pistol at the wall, and meditated running away, alternately, until Tiltock's business-step rang in the hall.
Mammy was crooning to the Indian baby before the fire. It was an old darky lullaby, and the faithful servant had sung it to her when she was a child. It brought back memories of her youthful days, which now seemed so long ago and like a dream. "Doan stan' dere, chile," Mammy at length reminded. "Yo'll get yo' deff a col'." Jean turned, picked up a shawl and threw it over her head.
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