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"I've never worked on a steamboat, if that is what you mean." "No; well I reckoned not, but the captain he thought maybe yer had. I tol' him yer didn't talk like no steamer hand. Howsumever we're almightly short o' help aboard, an' maybe yer'd like a job ter help pay yer way?" My fingers involuntarily closed on some loose gold pieces in my pocket, but a sudden thought halted me. Why not?
Shore enough, thar wusn't a bit o' smoke about the cabin. So I tol' Clariss' to run down an' see what wus wrong, but she wouldn't budge out o' her tracks.
"Yes, after supper I'll tol' you some more story," assented Moise. "We stay here maybe two, three day now, so to-morrow I think we'll be in camp. All right. To-night we'll tell the story some more." As Moise was even hungrier than John, there seemed no objection to eating another meal even before sundown. The evening came off fair and cool, so that the mosquitoes did not bother the campers.
Yer'd jus' take out an' fly across this yere street, waggins an' trucks an' all, wouldn't yer?" The Angel cast her eyes upon him doubtfully. "That's what my mammy tol' me about Angels," Joey declared stoutly. "Angel didn't a never fly," nevertheless the baby stated with conviction. Joey looked disappointed, and even unconvinced. Then his face brightened.
One time, dey sent me down de road to fetch somethin' 'n I heerd a bunch of horses comin', ah jumped ovah de fence 'n hid behind de elderberry bushes, until dey passed, den ah ran home 'n tol' 'em what ah done seen. Pretty soon dey come to de house, 125 Union soldiers an' asked fo' something to eat.
I reckon dey sees de sperrits. I know' bout dem Kloo Kluxes. I had to go to court one time to testify 'bout' em. One night after us had moved to Tuscaloosa dey come after my step-daddy. Whilst my ma an' de res' went an' hid I went to de door. I warnt scared. I says, 'Marster Will, aint dat you? He say, 'Sho', it's me. Whar's yo' daddy? I tol' 'im dat he'd gone to town. Den dey head out for 'im.
We may see a lot of excitement if the town-people don't come and freeze 'em out with their finery an' stiff ways." "You ort ter go up yorese'f, Jen," replied Frank; "you need it ef anybody does." "I went up once," she laughed; "but Mary Trumbull pinched me an' tol' me to look at ol' Mis' Warlick's dress, right in front of us. It had split wide open between the shoulders an' all down the back.
Hed their coats 'n' vests off, 'n' sleeves rolled up, 'n' swords ready. See there wus goin' t' be a fight. Hed t' snicker wa'n' no way I c'u'd help it, fer, Judas Priest! I knew dum well they wa'n't a single one of them air Britishers c'u'd stan' 'fore 'im. Thet air mis'able spindlin' devil I tol' ye 'bout feller et hed the women he stud back o' Ray. Hed his hand up luk thet.
Th' minister, he come down 'n' prayed 'n' talked good, he's a good man, that Doctor Honeywood, 'n' I tol' him all 'bout our Elsie, but he did n' tell nobody what to do to stop all what I' been dreamin' about happenin'. Come close up to me, Doctor!" The Doctor drew his chair close up to that of the old woman. "Doctor, nobody mus'n' never marry our Elsie 's longs she lives!
"I served Marse Bob Allen 'til Gen'al Grant come 'long and had me an' some others to follow him to Miss'sippi. We was in de woods hidin' de mules an' a fine mare. Dis was after Emanc'pation, an' Gen'al Grant was comin' to Miss'sippi to tell de niggers dey was free. "As I done tol' you, I was Marse Allen's pet nigger boy. I was called a stray. I slep' on de flo' by old Miss an' Marse Bob.
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