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Updated: June 14, 2025
W'en Tenie wuz tuk sick oncet, Sandy useter set up all night wid 'er, en den go ter wuk in de mawnin' des lack he had his reg'lar sleep; en Tenie would 'a done anythin' in de worl' for her Sandy.
"I'm Sandy Moogs my dad's a woodchopper workin' now up yonder 'bout three miles tree fell on him broke his leg, he reckons in a heap o' pain can't hardly crawl knowed you-uns was at Cabin Point sent me to git help he sez as how he'll bleed to death by mawnin' if he ain't helped I hopes as how you'll kim along with me he's my dad, you know!"
"One mawnin' my boy Pete takes the Trampfast hoss out fur a trial. "'If he'll go six furlongs in about fourteen, I says to Pete, 'he's right. If he tries to loaf on you, shake him up; but if he's doin' his work nice, let him suit hisself 'n' keep the bat off him. I want to see what he'll do on his own. "'I think he'll perform to-day, says Pete. 'He's felt real good to me fur the last week.
Dat bait er pusly w'at I e't dis mawnin' is gittin' 'way wid me. Do, please, Brer Fox, run quick, sez Brer Rabbit, sezee. "'I come atter you, Brer Rabbit, sez Brer Fox, sezee. 'Dar's gwineter be a party up at Miss Meadows's, sezee. 'All de gals 'll be dere, en I prommus' dat I'd fetch you. De gals, dey 'lowed dat hit wouldn't be no party 'ceppin' I fotch you, sez Brer Fox, sezee.
Nex' mawnin' afte' dat she died. De hired man tol' de rest if dey said anything 'bout it to de marster, he'd beat dem to death, too, so ever'body kep' quiet an' de marster neber knowed. "We worked hard in de fiel' all day, but when dark come we would all go to de Quarters an' afte' supper we would set 'roun' an' sing an' talk.
They commanded and implored them to be more quiet, but received only insolent replies. "We'se savin' de city which de wickedness ob you white folks is 'stroyin'," one of the shepherds shouted; "an' we'se gwine to cry loud and mighty till mawnin'."
"Well, here's a dollar for the trouble I'm making you," and Martine's face flushed with shame at the act, so divided was his impression about the man. Yankee Blank took the money readily, grinned, and said, "Now I'll chin till mawnin' ef yer wants hit." "I won't keep you long. You remind me of of well, of Captain Nichol." "He must 'a' been a cur'ous chap. Folks all say I'm a cur'ous chap."
I was up dis mawnin' 'fo' daylight, an' I foun' dat rock, an' de crotch is dar yit; I scrape de moss offen it myself; an' I foun' de tree too. I ain't sayin' nuffin', but jes you wait till after breakfas' an' dey all go out lookin' for de coal! Jes you wait, dat's all! Chad's on his own cabin flo' now. Can't fool dis chile no mo'." This was good news so far as it went.
"Duty to him," exclaimed the colored woman with a snort of indignation. "He mout tink a little 'bout his duty to me. Doan you trubble 'bout him, for he's boun' to git mo' dan his shar anyhow. Now I know de good Lawd put it in my min' to come heah dis mawnin' case you was on my min' las' night. You needn't tink you kin go hungry while Aun' Sheba hab a crus'."
Around her neck hung a simple garnet pendant which Zack had noticed only in the last few days; and now, as she stood with chin up-tilted, the sunlight struck this stone sending a soft, crimson gleam of dull fire across the white skin below her throat. "Mawnin', Miss Nancy," he made a perfunctory bow. "Good mornin', Uncle Zack." "How's yoh folks?" the old man asked.
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