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Robelia waited on tiptoe. "Go fetch him," murmured Euonymus, "an' make has'e." "Wait! You're a good boy, Euonymus, ain't you?" "I cayn't say dat, mi'ss; but I'm glad ef you thinks so." "Y' is good!" said Robelia. "You knows you is!" "Never mind," I said; "do you belong to Zion?" The dark face grew radiant. "Yass'm, I does!" "Euonymus, how many more of you-all are there besides daddy and mammy?"
"You knows you kin." "No, mi'ss, takin' all roads as dey come I ain't no ways fitt'n'; no'm." "Well, daddy's fitt'n'!" said the sun-bonnet. Euonymus flinched, yet smilingly said: "Yass, da's so, but I ain't daddy, no mo'n you is." "Well, us kin go fetch him in th'ee shakes." Euonymus flinched again, yet showed generalship. "Yass'm, us kin go ax daddy." I smiled. "Let Robelia go and you stay here."
The island is about twenty-three miles long by six wide. Its two towns are Christiansted on the north and Fredericksted on the south. Christiansted is the capital. In 1848 I lived in Fredericksted, on Kongensgade, or King Street, with my aunts, Marion, Anna, and Marcia, and my grandmother whom the servants called Mi'ss Paula and was just old enough to begin taking care of my dignity.
Y' ain't man, y' ain't 'oman! an' yit yo' bofe! Yo' de same what visit Ab'am, an' Lot, an' Dan'l, and de motheh de Lawd!" "Stop! Stop! Never mind who I am; I've got to put you fifty miles from here before bedtime." "Yes, my Lawd. Oh, yes, my Lawd!" "Euonymus! you mustn't call me that!" "Ain't dat what Ab'am called you?" "I forget! but call me mistress! only!" "Yass, suh yass, mi'ss!" "Good.
It had been built for "Mi'ss Paula" as a bridal gift from her husband. But now, in her widowhood, his wealth was gone, and only refinement and inspiring traditions remained.
Dey couldn't be noth'n' mo' rep'ehensible!" Robelia vanished. Euonymus gazed into my eyes. "May I ax you a question, mi'ss?" "You may ask if you won't tell." "Oh, I won't tell! Is you a sho' enough 'oman? Lawd, I knowd you wa'n't! No mo'n you is a man! I seen it f'om de beginnin'!" "Why, boy, what do you imagine I am?" "Oh, I don't 'magine, I knows! 'T'uz me prayed Gawd to sen' you.
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