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But I must have my babies that's part of the barg'in. No mill for them oh, Marse Ned, to think that whilst I was off, fixin' our home so nice to s'prize you all wuckin' my fingers off to git the home ready you let them devils get my babies! Git up heah" and she rapped the horse down the back with the lines. "Hurry up I'm gwine after 'em es soon es I git home."
"Now, look aheah it's this way," went on Jud "you're gettin' along in age and you need res'. You've been wuckin' too hard. I tell you, Majah, sah, you're dead game no other man I know of would have stood up under the burdens you've had on yo' shoulders." The Major drew himself up: "That's a family trait of the Conways, suh." "Wal, it's time for you to res' awhile.
I been wuckin' in this here bo'din house fer three years an' I ain't never had a one of them give me mo'n a dime at a time unless'n it wa' ter git me not to tell Mrs. Pete 'bout some devilment or other they done got in."
"I wondered if I'd ever get her, if they'd wean her from me, an' give her to the rich little feller whose fine farm j'ined the old man's an' who the old man was wuckin' fur whether the two wouldn't over-persuade her whilst I was gone. For I'd made up my mind I'd go befo' daylight that there wasn't anything else for me to do. "I was layin' in the hay, an' boylike, the tears was rollin' down.
An' he ass me is I want to wuck fo' him, an' I see he needin' he'p, an' so I tu'n in an' he'p him. Oh, yes, seh! dass mo' 'n a week, now, since I been wuckin' fo' you papa." They got into the skiff and pushed off, the negro alone at the oars. "Pow'ful strong current on udder side," he said, pulling quietly up-stream to offset the loss of way he must make presently in crossing the rapid flood.
The war has changed all the old order of things. We havn't got any mo' slaves." "We," repeated Conway, and he looked at the man and laughed. Jud flushed even through his sallow skin: "Wal, that's all right," he added. "Listen to me, now, I'm tryin' to save you from trouble. The war changed everything. Your folks got to whur they did by wuckin'. They built up this big estate by economy an' wuck.
I usetah think you'd be a he'p an' a comfo't to yo' old brack mammy, an' turn out ez fine a man'ger an' housekeepah ez Miss Abby; but you hain't been yo'se'f sence thet camp-meetin'. I 'lowed et fust 'twuz too much 'ligion wuckin' in you, an' thought it would bring you all right to go to Miss Mary Winston's fine place; but you'se come back wussen evah. You hain't gwinetah be sick, is you, chile?
The negro men and women in the neighborhood, now in the full enjoyment of newly-conferred liberty, and consequently having no thought of doing any work, congregated about the garden, leaned on the fence, gazed sleepily at the toiling soldiers, chuckled now and then, and occasionally explained their presence by remarking to each other, "Come here to see dem dar white folks wuckin."
You kin go, too, Susan, ef you want to, seein' ez you air 'titled to a leetle play-spaill arter wuckin' so spry all summah. You kin find a place to sleep with Betsy in Gilcrest's tent, or with Molly an' Ann Trabue. I reckon yer pap an' Henry an' Abner kin git a shakedown in some uv the wagon-beds, or else on the groun'; 'twon't hurt 'em this dry weathah.
I reckon Missy Ella ony got a leetle tantrum dis mawnin, but you'se been a wuckin' an' tinkin' too hard dis long time." "Yes, Aun' Sheba," cried Ella, "that's the trouble. Let's you and I take the business out of her hands for a time, and make her a silent partner." "She too silent now. Bofe oh you gittin' ter be silent par'ners.
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