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Updated: May 27, 2025
Keep your courage up, little girl, I think I know where we are. Let me think." "I know wha' we is. Mas' Sam," said Joe. "Where, Joe," asked Sam, incredulously. "We'se dun' los', dat's wha' we is," replied Joe. Sam laughed. "I know more than that," said Tom, "I know where we're lost." "Wha', Mas' Tom?" cried Joe, eagerly. "In a swamp," said Tom.
Good-day to thee, Robert, I hope thou'lt be about wick an' hearty this time next year thou'lt be second owdest member, an' we'se be fain to see thee among us."
"It's but a corner of a place, sir," said Cuddie, "but we'se try, rather than ye suld ride on in the rain and thunner; for, to be free wi' ye, sir, I think ye seem no that ower weel." "I am liable to a dizziness," said the stranger, "but it will soon wear off." "I ken we can gie ye a decent supper, sir," said Cuddie; "and we'll see about a bed as weel as we can.
I saved the money years ago, when we all wus flush an' you gave me so much when you had an' wus so kind to me, Marse Ned. I saved it. We're gwine to reform now an' quit drinkin'. We'se gwine to remove to another spot in the garden of the Lord, but the Lord is gwine with us an' He is the tower of strength the tower of strength to them that trust Him Amen.
I'm fain th' lads gave thee a cheer to keep thy sperrits up we'se drink thy health jest now. I've cotched thee at last thou sees! This here's fifty-three times as I've walked. Fifty-three times!" raising his voice to a bellow "I'm th' owdest member, now, as how 'tis.
I watch 'im, an' de battle wuz a-goin' on, but we hed orders to stay 'hine de hill, an' ev'y now an' den de bullets would cut de limbs o' de trees right over us, an' one o' dem big shells what goes 'Awhar awhar awhar! would fall right 'mong us; but Marse Chan he didn' mine it no mo'n nuthin'! Den it 'peared to git closer an' thicker, an' Marse Chan he calls me, an' I crep' up, an' he sez: "'Sam, we'se goin' to win in dis battle, an' den we'll go home an' git married; an' I'se goin' home wid a star on my collar. An' den he sez, 'Ef I'm wounded, kyar me home, yo' hear? An' I sez, 'Yes, Marse Chan.
"It's but a corner of a place, sir," said Cuddie, "but we'se try, rather than ye suld ride on in the rain and thunner; for, to be free wi' ye, sir, I think ye seem no that ower weel." "I am liable to a dizziness," said the stranger, but it will soon wear off." "I ken we can gie ye a decent supper, sir," said Cuddie; "and we'll see about a bed as weel as we can.
"Hum!" said the old lady ungraciously, "I hope it's better than the last wuz. Guess Mis' Everidge ain't ez pertickler ez she used ter be." "Aunt Marthe!" cried Evadne indignantly. "Why, everything she does is perfection!" "Land, child! There ain't no perfecshun in this world. It's all a wale, a wale o' tears. We'se poor, miserable critters, wurms o' the dust, that's what we be."
I doan't believe as yo're a bit happy i' yor mind! Coom away! we'se luke after you we're your aan kith an kin!" Laura paused in Polly's arm. Then she turned her wild face the eyes half closed, the pale lips passionately smiling. "I'll come, Polly, when I'm dead or my heart's dead not before!" And, wrenching herself away, she ran down the path.
"Dere comes a flash ob light, Ober de cole dark wabes; Dere come de angels' flight See shinin' bans dat sabe, From de watah's foam, de dark flood tide, Fer de Lawd hab seen from de oder side. "Heah music swellin gran'; Yes, songs of welcome ring, White wings de riber span De little chile to bring. Den let ole Jordan roar, de dark flood tide; We'se borne across to de oder side."
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