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Not a word, but gib up eberyting. De missus was so beat out wid fear, dat she say, 'Gib him eberyting. An' Missy S'wanee, more'n half-dead, too, began to gib dere watches an' jewels. De man put dem in his pocket, an' den he lay his hands on Missy S'wanee, to take off her ring. Den she scream, an' I flew at 'im an' tried to tear his eyes out.

"'Why, to be sure, Colonel, said I. 'I certainly wouldn't blame you for the same feeling that I know my father had as long as he lived. "The little Bavarian band, according to my instructions, kept on playing Dixie so long that the fellow who blew the clarionet began to skip notes and puff. I went out and told them that that was enough of that tune and switched them onto S'wanee River.

'Open de doah, says Missy S'wanee; 'I'se not afeard ob him. De moment I slip back de bolt, a big man, wid a black face, crowds in an' say, 'Not a soun', as you valley your lives: I want yer jewelry an' watches; an' he held a pistol in his hand.

A white shock of wool surmounting a wrinkled, ebon visage appeared at the door, and the old cook said, "Missy S'wanee, dere's nuffin' in de house for supper but a little cawn-meal. Oh, bress de Lawd! if dere ain't Cap'n Lane!" "Give us a hoe-cake, then," cried Lane, shaking the old woman's hand.

Yer'd tink it was a supper-party, ef dere hadn't been a strappin' big soger walkin' up an' down de verandy whar he could see in de winders. I help waits on de table, an' Missy Roberta, she was rudder still an' glum-like, but Missy S'wanee, she smiles on all alike, an' she say to de Linkum ossifers, 'I 'predate de court'sy ob your cap'n, eben do' he doesn't grace our board.

I'll leave it to anybody if it don't look like a sugar man's plantation I used to know down Mobile way. All that feller standin' by the door needs is to have his face blacked; then he'd start singin' 'S'wanee River. This ain't 'Uncle Tom's Cabin. Bah!" The advance copy, the first one, was ready early in September, and the author, of course, brought it immediately to his friends.

Barney Ghegan eventually recovered, and resumed his duties on the police force. He often said, "Oi'm proud to wear the uniform that Misther Merwyn honored." I have now only to outline the fortunes of Captain Lane and "Missy S'wanee," and then to take leave of my reader, supposing that he has had the patience to accompany me thus far.

"De young ladies an' de missus went out on de verandy dat look down de lawn, and Missy Roberta, de oldest one, said, 'Now, maumy, you can see the difference between our sogers an' de Linkum men, as you call dem. Missy Roberta had great black eyes an' was allus a-grievin' dat she wasn't a man so she could be a soger, but Missy S'wanee had blue eyes like her moder, an' was as full ob frolic as a kitten.

I hab ordered de hospital made in de out-buildin's, an' de priv'cy ob your home shall not be 'truded on. "'Cunnel, say Missy S'wanee. 'Plain Cap'n, he say, interrupting 'Cap'n Lane. "'Cap'n Lane, she goes on, 'I tanks you fer your courtesy, an 'sideration. I did not 'spect it.

One ossifer set dere men in ranks, and den de oder head ossifer come ridin' up to de verandy, an' Missy Roberta gave de ribbin from her ha'r to de one dey call cunnel, an' de oder ossifer ask Missy S'wanee fer a ribbin, too.

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