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Updated: June 28, 2025
"There is one more thing to say, that is all. I have said I learn' a secret, and use it to make a man introduce me if I will not tell. He has absolve' me of that promise. My frien's, I had not the wish to ruin that man. I was not receive'; Meestaire Nash had reboff me; I had no other way excep' to use this fellow.
"Noo, serjeant, what div ye want me to pit doon?" "Well, I must explain first that I have very little to leave, and no one to leave it to." "What! Nae frien's ava?" "Not one. I have neither wife nor child, brother nor sister.
I says to myself, I wished old marster'd come along NOW en try to take me bless yo' heart, I's 'mong frien's, I is. So I tromped right along 'mongst 'em, en went up on de b'iler deck en 'way back aft to de ladies' cabin guard, en sot down dah in de same cheer dat I'd sot in 'mos' a hund'd million times, I reckon; en it 'uz jist home ag'in, I tell you!
The day the school-board gentleman wis here she came back: she'd been away, ye ken, and she said she'd become a t'otaller, an' so I sed she micht stay; but, ye see, when nicht came on she an' Wishart gaed out thegither, an' jist to celebrate their bein' frien's again she an' him gaed intil a public, an' she got uproarious drunk, an' the polis took her up.
I mus' do somesing to hold my frien's about me. Even the ladies like to play now that breedge w'ich is so tiresome they play, play, play! And you you Americans, you refuse to endure us if we do not let you play. So for my frien's when they come to my house if they wish it, there is that foolish little table.
"A man on a horse has aye hunders o' frien's in the gutter, as Annapla says, and it wad need to be somethin' rarer to get into Doom i' the mirk o' nicht. I opened the door to a frien' the ither nicht and he gripped me by the craig and fair choked me afore I could cry a barley." "Peste! Do not flatter my English so much as to tell me you do not recognise Count Victor's accent through a door."
Dey was so mad dey jus' tore up some of Old Mis' clo'es what was in de wardrobe. Us was sho' scairt of 'em. "I 'members dey promise to give de cullud folks all kin' o' things. Dey never give 'em nothin' dat I know's about. Us was jus' turnt loose to scratch for us ownse'ves. Us was glad to stay on wid de white folks, 'cause dey was de bes' frien's us had.
"I ain't never bowed my haid to Minty Brown an' I ain't a-goin' to do it now," was his mother's only reply. "Oh, ma," Kitty put in, "you don't want to get talked about up here, do you?" "We 'd jes' as well be talked about fu' somep'n we did n't do as fu' somep'n we did do, an' it would n' be long befo' we 'd come to dat if we made frien's wid dat Brown gal. I ain't a-goin' to do it.
"O The'dosia," he cried, "I can't holp thinkin', hevin' so many frien's nowadays, whenst it's 'Hail! hyar, an' 'Howdy! thar, an' a clap on the shoulder ter the east, an' a 'How's yer health? ter the west, an' a handshake ter the north, an' 'Take a drink? ter the south, from one e-end o' the county ter the t'other, how I fared whenst I hed jes' one frien' in the worl', an' that war yer mother!
The inference was plain, and the Citizen Quartermaster was quick to take it up. "We are all among frien's," said he. "Why I call you Gumbo de St. Gre? When I come first settle in Louisiane you was wild man yes. Drink tafia, fight duel, spend family money. Aristocrat then. No, I not hold my tongue. You go France and Monsieur le Marquis de St. Gre he get you in gardes du corps of the King.
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