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"I'se tired of staying here, and I'se going home," was the negro's answer, and he again attempted to move off. "Come back here and pick these things up," and the captain spoke in a tone that convinced the negro he would do well to obey. The negro told his story. He was weary of the war; he had been four weeks a soldier; he wanted to see his family, and had concluded to go home.
He saw a tall man with a negro's face spring out of the first mass of soldiers and shout to them to follow him. Clay gave a yell of welcome and ran at him, calling upon him in Spanish to surrender. The negro stopped and stood at bay, glaring at Clay and at the circle of soldiers closing in around him. He raised his revolver and pointed it steadily.
The body of the woman was found and then he was found walking in the street. Mrs. Sayers' brother, a lawyer, had saved him from being punished as a murderer and after the trial, and the young negro's acquittal, had induced his sister to take him as gardener. His chances as a professional man in the city were no good.
Captain Lige himself was at the other end. His face lighted, Pushing the people aside, he rushed across, snatched the lady from the negro's arms, crying: "Jinny! Jinny Carvel! Well, if this ain't fortunate." The stevedore's services were required for Mammy Easter.
The storm is o'er; the tempest past; And Mercy's voice has hush'd the blast, The wind is heard in whispers low; The White Man far away must go; But ever in his heart will bear Remembrance of the Negro's care. July 23d. In the afternoon another messenger arrived from Mansong, with a bag in his hands.
Lady Belamour looked contemptuously incredulous; but the negro's advocacy gave a kind of courage to Aurelia, and availing herself of a slight relaxation of the fingers she withdrew her hand, and coming forward, said, "Indeed, madam, I know nothing, I was entirely deceived. Only hearing two voices in the dark alarmed me, so that I listened to my sister, and struck a light to discover the truth.
He had developed into an active soldier, and although he was but of little use for scouting purposes, even Peter did not object to his accompanying him, for the negro's unfailing good temper and willingness to make himself useful had made him a favorite with the scout. The weather was now setting in exceedingly cold.
The substance of the Negro's answer was, 'Why, sir, you sent me to the town to buy a packet of sugar and a packet of salt; and coming back it rained so hard, the packets burst, and the salt was all washed into the sugar. And so I am washing it out again. . . .
To the negro's left, a young Lieutenant was going up the hill with naked sword in one hand and a kodak in the other taking pictures as he ran. A bare-headed boy, running between him and a gigantic negro trooper, toppled suddenly and fell, and another negro stopped in the charge, and, with a groan, bent over him and went no farther.
To this old negro's horse was harnessed a very shaky and absurd wagon, which rattled like approaching dissolution, and each part of it ran without any connection or correspondence with any other part.
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