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Does he think anybody gwine to see him all de way from de house, and come open de gate? Reckin' he don' know dat ole mud-color hoss. He mought git out and let down de whole fence, an' dat ole hoss ud nebber move. Bress my soul moh' p'intedly! ef Mahs' Junius ain't comin' 'long ter open de gate!" For a few moments Peggy stood and stared, her mind not capable of grasping this astounding situation.
Suddenly a thought struck me, and I proposed that Mammy should apply to my married sister in the country, who could at least give her a home. Mammy was very nearly indignant in her rejection of the proposition. "Me live in de country! Why, Mahs William, I'm town-bred to de backbone. What I gwine do thar?
The Bureau gent'man fix it all, jess like I tole you. He said dat he done 'nquired, an' yo' fif' was wuth dat two fifties, one hundred an' I let him off de res." "But what gentleman?" "Dat gent'man whar was at de Spottswood Hotel. He tole me he wuz agent for de Bureau. An' I tell you, Mahs William, dey's quality, dem folks. You kain' fool Becky." Of course I did not enlighten Mammy.
"Miss Annie!" exclaimed Uncle Isham. "Who she?" "Git out, Uncle Isham!" said Aunt Patsy, somewhat impatiently. "She was h'yar dis mawnin'." "Dat was Miss Null," said Isham. "Miss Annie all de same," said Aunt Patsy, "on'y growed up an' married. D'ye mean to stan' dar, Uncle Isham, an' tell me you don' know de little gal wot Mahs' John use ter carry in he arms ter feed de tukkies?"
You nebber was woke up at two o'clock in the mawnin wid de crack ob a pistol, an' run out 'spectin' 'twas somebody stealin' chickens an' Mahs' John firin' at 'em, an' see ole miss a cuttin' for de road gate wid her white night-gown a floppin' in de win' behind her, an' when we got out to de gate dar we see Mahs' John a stannin' up agin de pos', not de pos' wid de hinges on, but de pos' wid de hook on, an' a hole in de top ob de head which he made hese'f wid de pistol.
"Oh, ez fer that, Mahs William, yo' needn't bother. I got 'nough change 'round 'most all de time." Mammy's tone was patronizing, and brought home to me such a realization of my changed and waning fortunes as no other circumstance could have done. Possibly I may have imagined it in my hypersensitiveness, but Mammy's voice in that sentence seemed transformed, and it was another mammy who spoke.
When she an' Mahs' Junius hab de weddin', dey'll hab it h'yar, ob course. She gwine to see ole Miss Keswick, coz dat's de way de fus' fam'lies allus does afore dey hab dere weddin'. I's pow'ful glad she's gwine dar, instid ob ole Miss Keswick comin' h'yar. I don' wan' her kunjerin' me, an' she'd do dat as quick as winkin' ef de batter bread's a leetle burned, or dar's too much salt in de soup.
"He's right much of a nice lookin' gemman. I seed him this ebenin' a ridin' wid Mahs' Junius." "P'raps Miss Annie is glad," said the ole woman, "coz she don' know. But I ain't." "Wot's de reason fur dat?" inquired Isham. "It's a pow'ful dreffle thing dat Miss Annie's husband's done come down h'yar. He don' know ole miss." "Wot's de matter wid ole miss?" asked Isham, in a quick tone.
She jes' tuk one look at him and then she said in a wice, not like she own wice, but like Mahs' John's wice, wot had done gone forebber: 'You Jim, come out o' dat cohn and help carry him in! And we free carried him in. An' you dunno ole miss, nohow, an' I don' want to hear no fool talk from you, Letty, 'bout her. Jes' you 'member dat!"
There, in the quiet company of Baptiste and the grocer, the colloquial powers of Colossus, which were simply prodigious, began very soon to show themselves. "For whilst," said he, "Mahs Jimmy has eddication, you know whilst he has eddication, I has 'scretion. He has eddication and I has 'scretion, an' so we gits along."
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