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And yet in every other point the stranger apparently was of the Indian race. As he drew near Peleg, his face was lighted by a smile as he said, "Me broder. Me white Shawnee." Peleg did not respond, although his astonishment was increased by the speech of the approaching warrior. "Me wan' go home. No fader. Me Shawnee fader. Me wan' white fader. White moder dead. White fader dead.
An' she's paid de bill. So den my fader hain't scare no more, an' he is shake his fist good under Old Man Savarin's ugly nose. But dat old rascal only laugh an' say, 'Narcisse, you like to be fined some more, eh? "'Tort Dieu. You rob me of my place for fish, but I'll take my platform anyhow, my fader is say. "'Yes, eh? All right if you can get him wisout go on my land.
I lak' it, dis one, purty good so far, but I ain' know w'en I'm goin' get tire'. Dat depen's." There was a look of great tenderness in his eyes as he bent towards her and searched her face, but she was not thinking of him, and at length he continued: "Fader Barnum, he's goin' be here nex' Sonday for cheer up dem Injun. Constantine she's got de letter."
I was boun' to have de funeral fust class. When ole Miss died, I let 'em have dar way, an' ole Aunt Judy had de pow' till her missus, who was hyar, shook her out on't. That was ole Miss Thomas, who stood out agin Miss Dory till she seen de ring. She says to me, says she, 'Does you know whar de chile's fader is? an' says I, 'S'posin' I do? 'Then sen' for him, says she.
He is grin, grin, and told everybody how he learn my fader two good lesson. An' he is told my fader: 'You see what I'll be goin' for do wis you if ever you go on my land again wisout you pay me rent. "'How much you want? my fader say. "'Half de fish you catch. "'Monjee! Never! "'Five dollar a year, den. "'Saprie, no. Dat's too much. "'All right.
He buy der pread an' der meat, an' pay der rent. On Saturday night he bring home ten dollar. Den Hansen gif him twelve dollar vat he do? He iss der liddle fader, he bring it home to der mudder. He vork all der time, he get twenty dollar vat he do? He bring it home.
'Our brudders, I say, my chil'ren, 'case ebery one dat de Lord hab made am brudders to you and to me, whedder dey'm bad or good, white or brack. 'Dis young chile, who hab gone 'way and leff his pore fader and mudder suffrin' all ober wid grief, he hab gone to de Lord, shore.
"I hab lef my wife in de land o' bondage; my little ones dey say eb'ry night, Whar is my fader? But when I die, when de bressed mornin' rises, when I shall stan' in de glory, wid one foot on de water an' one foot on de land, den, O Lord, I shall see my wife an' my little chil'en once more." These sentences I noted down, as best I could, beside the glimmering camp-fire last night.
He was much moved, however, as was visible in his countenance, which plainly denoted that strong emotions were at work within. "Blossom, listen to my words," he, at length, answered. "They are such as a fader would speak to his da'ghter. You my da'ghter. Tell you so, once; and what Injin say once, he say alway. Poor, and don't know much, but know how to do as he say he do. Yes, you my da'ghter!
If He existed before de vorld, why not ve? Dat's right, isn't it?" "But couldn't Christ have been the only one who had a pre-existence? I believe something is said in your book about the Savior being the only begotten of the Father." "Yes, in de flesh; dat is true, but God is de Fader of all spirits who have come to dis world to take a body. I can find you many passages to prove it."
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