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"Not if I can help it!" said the little Yankee woman, as she smoothed down her hair, shut her mouth close, and turned to make a more thorough perusal of the papers Lugena had left with her.
"Desmit Colonel Potem Desmit." "I might have known that," said the clerk laughingly, "from the durned outlandish name. Well, Desmit is your surname, then, ain't it?" "No'taint, Mister. What right I got ter his name? He nebber gib it ter me no more'n he did ter you er Lugena h'yer." "Pshaw, I can't stop to argue with you. Here's your certificate." "Will you please read it, sah?
An' whar's Nimbus an' de chillen?" These questions being hastily answered, Lugena began to inquire in regard to his presence there. "Whar I come from? Jes got back from Bre'er Rufe's house. Druv at night jes ter save de mornin' ter walk back in. Lef' Sally an' de chillen dar all right.
"Well?" "Ef yer please, Mahs'r, I wants ter marry?" "The devil you do!" "Yes, sah, if you please, sah." "What's your name?" "Nimbus." "So: you're the curer at Knapp-of-Reeds, I believe?" "Yes, sah." "That last crop was well done. Mr. Ware says you're one of the best hands he has ever known." "Thank ye, Mahs'r," with a bow and scrape. "What's the gal's name?" "Lugena, sah."
Lugena had grown full and matronly, had added two to her brood of lusty children, and showed what even a brief period of happiness and prosperity would do for her race as she bustled about in neat apparel with a look of supreme content on her countenance.
Now I tells yer, honey, what dis yer's got ter du wid it. Yer see, it must ha' been nigh about a half-hour atter Nimbus left afore Berry went off; jes dat er way I tole yer "bout." "Well?" said Mollie, inquiringly. "Wal," continued Lugena, "don't yer see? Dar hain't been nary word heard from neither one o' dem boys sence." "Well?" said Mollie, knitting her brows in perplexity.
"De berry debble'd gib him de road, enny time." As he spoke, a whistle sounded down the road. Berry and Lugena instantly sought shelter in the corn.
I hain't got no larnin'. Ef you please, sah." The clerk, knowing it to be the quickest way to get rid of them, read rapidly over the certificate that Nimbus and Lugena Desmit had been duly registered as husband and wife, under the provisions of an ordinance of the Convention ratified on the -day of , 1865. "So you's done put in dat name Desmit?" "Oh, I just had to, Nimbus.
She remembered that amid all the clamorous grief of others, while Lugena had mourned and wept over the burning of the church and the scenes of blood and horror, she had exhibited little of that poignant and overwhelming grief or unappeasable anger which she would have expected, under the circumstances, from one of her temperament.
A clar, straight-out lie!" interrupted Lugena. "Nimbus don't owe nobody nary cent not nary cent, Miss Mollie! Tole me dat hisself jest a little time ago." "Yes, but this man claims he owes him swears so, in fact; and that he has run away or hidden to keep from paying it," said Mollie. "He swears he is a non-resident don't live here, you know; lives out of the State somewhere."
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