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He ain' Betsey's, nohow. He's Rindy's Lije, en' he's de mos' out'n out pesterer sence Mose wuz born." "Rindy!" exclaimed Eugenia in surprise, lightly touching the small black body with her foot. "Why, I didn't know Rindy was married. She's working at the house now." Delphy seized the child and held him at arm's length while she applied a sounding box. "Go 'way f'om yer, honey," she said.
"Has yo' heard what done happen las' night, Miss Sally?" he asked excitedly. "No. What was it?" asked Sally eagerly. "Miss Bev'ly's hawse done been stole f'om de stable; saddle, bridle an' all." "Never!" cried Sally. "Yas ma'am, dey done been! Jeff'son yonder in de study a-tellin' Miss Woodhull 'bout it right dis minute," and Wesley hurried away to the dining room. "Apache stolen!
Whenevah you looks at yo'se'f an' feels lak you ain' no diff'ent f'om whut you been you tek dat papah out an' look at hit, an' say to yo'se'f, 'Dat means freedom." Carefully, reverently, silently Viney put the paper into her bosom. "Now, de nex' t'ing fu' me to do is to set out to git one dem papahs fu' myse'f.
Kit flew home with joyous heart to tell her mother of her good prospects. She burst into the room, crying, "Oh, ma, ma, Miss Hattie thinks I 'll do to go on the stage. Ain't it grand?" She did not meet with the expected warmth of response from her mother. "I do' know as it 'll be so gran'. F'om what I see of dem stage people dey don't seem to 'mount to much.
I've taken a little house oh! a sweet little house that will be all over 'oses next month. I'm living f'om 'oom to 'oom and having the othas done up. It's in that little quiet st'eet behind you' ga'den wall. And he' I am!" "Is it the old doctor's house?" asked Lady Ella. "Was it an old docta?" cried Lady Sunderbund. "How delightful! And now I shall be a patient!" She concentrated upon the bishop.
"I reckon dey's 'vantages everywhah fu' anybody dat wants to wu'k." "Yes, but what kin' o' wages does yo' git? Why, de Johnsons say dey had a lettah f'om Miss Smiff an' dey's gettin' 'long fine in de Nawth." "De Johnsons ain' gwine?" "Si Johnson is " Then the woman stopped suddenly. "Oh, hit's Si Johnson? Huh!" "He ain' goin' wid me.
"He's sparkin' some gal, Miss Sue; dat's what ails him," she said one evening as she knelt on the sitting-room hearth to kindle the first fire of the season. "Dey ain't but two t'ings onder heaben dat'll keep a man f'om eatin'. One's a woman, t' other is lack ob food." Judge Hollis looked over his glasses and smiled. "Who do you think the lady is, Melvy?"
I done tooken my pattern f'om him f'om de beginnin, an' des de way I done heerd him argify de cases in de co't-house, dat's de way I lay out ter state my case befo' de Lord.
All who were left of the old crew gathered round me while I closed my chest, and Blodgett and Davie Paine seized the beckets before I knew what they were about and carried it to my stateroom. As I passed the galley the cook stopped me. "You ain't gwine far, sah, praise de Lo'd!" he said. "Dah's a hot time ahead and we gotta stand one by anotheh. Ah's gwine keep my eye on dat yeh man f'om Boston.
And yet Ah'll bet you foh dollahs right out of mah pay, doze pesky cable-scrapers fo'ward 'll eat all dat meat and cuss me in good shape 'cause it ain't mo', and den, mah golly, dey'll sot up all night, Ah'll bet you, yass, sah, a-kicking dey heads off 'cause dey ain't fed f'om de cabin table.
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