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Updated: June 15, 2025
The sun set in a spendthrift glory of state and color, the water was as if translated to celestial climes, languidly the fair moon arose. And I forever Vesty's face, in some dream of youth and happiness, outlying my estate; pictured, apart from me, yet new-creating me with joy. Afar off in earth-meadows, the love-note of the thrush not for me, yet passing dear and sweet.
Now and then in the reel he touched Vesty's hand, or swung with her, and he stared at her consistently and immoderately throughout; but always for him the holy lids were low over her eyes. My heart exulted something like the next blast of the trumpet; I turned to look. Vesty was safe. "Tar-a-ta! tar-a-ta!"
But Uncle Benny was not to be disturbed again; he had his cue. "Oh, thank you!" he murmured; "but I couldn't think of it, anyway. I've got so many trusts. There 's Vesty's baby, and there 's the little children I take to school every day and go to fetch them. I'm very careful, because they're trusts, you see;" and he marched on gladly with the baby, singing.
But Vesty's dear face turned to me with the sorrow of dying. I was not used to lose my rest. I dozed faintly, with faithfully sleepless lids. In that east of heavy blackness the candle made a strange sun. The world, elsewhere so far from heaven, here at the Basin ascended to it by a common stairway, and little children and the pure of heart climbed upward without dread. "May I go?"
The old Basin flag almost as dilapidated as I had heard nothing like it; but when they dressed the swollen arm pain sent me off into oblivion again. Vesty's was the last face I saw bending over me: "Do you" timidly "do you want me to come to-morrow, and see how you are?" "Oh, if you will thank you! Still, I am all right I shall be all right, never fear."
The attachment was so marked between them that he would, when he was well and had dined, very cheerfully leave Vesty for her society, to Vesty's secret chagrin and Mrs. Garrison's beating heart of joy.
So if you don't speak a good word fur me wid some o' Miss Vesty's gals, I'm aboot done." "Well, boy," Meshach said, "you have got the same chance I had: the upper hand. I owe you a nice little sum in wages, and you may be able to buy one of the Custis housemaids, and set her free, and marry her, or, be her owner. You are a free man." Samson shook his head gravely.
He winked at me; fearing that I had not understood, he winked still broader; then, moving his back toward his two companions, he directed full upon me a wink so vast and expressive that I endeavored at once to signify my enlightenment by replying in kind; but, unpractised as I was in the art, I could only infer what the unlovely aspect of my features must have been from the look of sorrowful disgust which immediately thereafter overspread Vesty's own.
"Did he say as he was still fond of you, or anything like that?" said the bold brother Fluke. "Nay! nay!" said Gurdon. "Vesty's married now: nor Vesty nor he would ever have word like that." It has not been a seven months, surely, since I heard the roar of those waters down in the Basin's Greater Bay!
Never mind. I shall see and talk with the girl. We will see." Mrs. Garrison alighted from her carriage before she reached Vesty's door. "Wait here," she said to her coachman. Vesty saw her approach.
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