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But I knew sometime I'd die like a dog as I lived like one and then you came ." She paused and looked away out of the window, and after a gulp went on again: "They preached at me for dancin'. But I don't think there's any harm dancin'. And I love it better'n anything else in the worl'." "I do not, either," said Keith. "You was the only one as treated me as if I was some'n' I warn't.

Spec he done drownded now," excitedly yelled one old auntie to a broad shouldered darkey who was running to the bank. Then as both boat and Boyton swept by, they could hear her say: "Dere's de onliest man ebber I see dat'll let a fellah human drownd afore his eyes. Him de wickedest man in de worl'."

"Oh, my honey, my darlin'," he sobbed, "Frank loves you better 'n all de worl'." Meantime the sun shone on as brightly as before, the mocking-bird sang yet more joyously. A gentle breeze sprang up and wafted the odor of bay and jessamine past them on its wings. The grand triumphal sweep of nature's onward march recked nothing of life's little tragedies.

Again she knocked, and bent her ear. The mason sang aloud: "Some day dis worl' come to an en', I don't know how, I don't know when " She turned the door-knob and murmured, "Anna!" The bricklaying clinked, tapped and scraped on. The workman hummed again his last two lines. "Who is it?" asked a feigned voice which she knew so instantly to be Kincaid's that every beat of her heart jarred her frame.

"Well, what are Negroes saying about the uprising, Guy?" The old man shrugged his shoulders, and shook his index finger at the Mayor. "Le' me tell yo', Kurnel, you na Wilmin'ton rich bocra, dun throw yo' number an' los'; hear me? Ef enybody gone tell me dat dese people I bin raise wid, who bin called de bes' bocra in de worl' would go an' kick up all dis ere devil, I'd er tole um No."

"'Ah, yes! we tell him, 'tha'z what we be glad to do. They got nothing in the worl' we can do, Yvonne and me, so easy like that! And same time we be no egspense, like those li'l' orpheline'; we can wash dish', make bed', men' apron'; and in that way we be independent! Well, he scratch his head; yet same time he smile', while he say, 'Go, li'l' children, to yo' home.

I make my apology to keep you waitin' so long while I go in the nex' room and execute my poor mustachio that will be my only murder for jus' this one evening and inves' myself in white satin. Ha, ha! I shall be very gran', monsieur. Francois, send Louis to me; Victor, to order two chairs for monsieur and me; we are goin' out in the worl' to-right!"

Why ever' star that shines, an' ever' beam of sunlight fallin' on the earth, an' ever' beat of yo' own heart by some force that we know not of, all of them is mo' wonderful than the telegraph, an' the livin' agin of the spirit ain't any mo' wonderful than the law that holds the stars in their places. You'll see little Jack agin as sho' as God lives an' holds the worl' in His hand."

I reckon he the foll'indest dog in the worl'! Name Clem." "Well, he can't follow ME!" said the surging William, in whose mind's eye lingered the vision of an exquisite doglet, with pink-ribboned throat and a cottony head bobbing gently over a filmy sleeve. "He doesn't come within a mile of ME, no matter what his name is!" "Name Clem fer short," said Genesis, amiably.

"Oh, not a great deal more than a smattering," he replied airily a truthful answer, inasmuch as a vocabulary consisting simply of "quanty costy" and "troppo" cannot be seriously considered much more than a smattering. Fortunately she made no test of his linguistic attainment, but returned to her former subject. "Ah, yes, all the worl' to-day know' the new class of American," she said "your class.