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Updated: May 9, 2025
I must hear from her own lips the truth!" "Come along then, chile! Sure as the worl' you has hearn somefin, dough you won't tell me; for I sees it in your face; you's as white as a sheet, an' all shakin' like a leaf an' ready to drop down dead!
I's one o' de ole Blue hen's Chickens, I is! an' den I see dat young man stan' a-starin' an' stiff, lookin' kin' o' up at de ceilin' like he fo'got somefin, an' couldn't 'member it no mo'. Well, I jist march' on dem niggers so, lookin' like a gen'l an' dey jist cave' away befo' me an' out at de do'. An' as dis young man a-goin' out, I heah him say to another nigger, 'Jim, he says, 'you go 'long an' tell de cap'n I be on han' 'bout eight o'clock in de mawnin'; dey's somefin on my mine, he says; 'I don't sleep no mo' dis night.
Didn' I heah somefin 'bout gwine down whar de Willer-de-Wispies lives at?" "Oh, yes," Bip cried, his anger passing like a bird shadow. "But, Uncle Zack, you've got to ride a horse! I can't have Daniel learnin' laziness from that old mule!" "Laziness!" the old man exclaimed. Then, all at once, he seemed to be watching something in the trees.
Carter, Ruth, Grace, and Aunt Chloe were known to be inside, but what they were doing was a mystery that no one could solve. "Reckon dey's a-fixin' up sandwitches," said one. "Yo' g'way, chile! Who ebber heerd ob sich nonsens? 'Tain't no witches ob no kine; hits somefin' to eat, I tell yo'. I kin smell hit," said an old aunty, who sniffed the air vigorously as she spoke.
"Yes; but, you see, Aunt Katie wanted to see de worl'! "Member how she used to tell us how she wasn't a tree as couldn't be transplanted, and how she was a libin' soul, and a p'og'essive sperrit, and how she wanted to see somefin' ob dis worl' she libbed in afore she parted hence and beed no more," said another. "Well, I reckon you has seed 'nough ob de worl' now.
"Yes, I'll be very tareful; it's somefin weall pretty somefin to put in a book. You'll find out about it by and by." "I think I'm in a fair way to," said the father. The conversation now digressed to other subjects, and the nurse came in to take Ally to bed; who, as she kissed her father, in the fulness of her heart, added a fresh burst of information.
"She's aseep. She kied and kied, Middy did, an' nen she went seepy-by, all herself." "Cried!" exclaimed Mrs. Maynard, looking at Midget's swollen, tear-stained face. "What was she crying about?" "I donno," answered Rosy, "but she feeled awful bad 'bout somefin'." "I should think she did!
You liked it then, when I told you stories about the beads, before they were lost." "Before zem was lost," said Fixie, his face again taking the troubled, puzzled look; "I didn't know it was zem I mean it was somefin else of Rosy's that was lost lace for her neck, that I'd never seen." Bee's heart began to beat faster with a strange hope.
"We've brung you a birfday present," they cry; "it's a book, and we made it all our own se'ves, and all the chilluns helped and made somefin' to put in it. Miss Mary's down stairs mindin' the babies, and she sends you her love. Good-by! Happy birfday!" "Happy birthday" indeed! Golden, precious, love-crowned birthday! Was ever such a book, so full of sweet messages and tender thoughts!
"Downsta'rs tending to tings." "But but do you know there's an Indian in the house?" "I reckons so; we didn't know it at fust, but we found it out putty soon after he arrove; why didn't you told us?" "I tried to do so, but was afraid you wouldn't hear my voice." "We heerd you say somefin, but couldn't quite make out what it was."
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