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Updated: June 18, 2025
Ise born don on de bay". "How old are you?" "Dunno sah. Supposing the mother was twenty-five years old then, she would be about ninety now. "Who did you belong to?" "I belonged to Missus Ann Garner". "Did she have many slaves?" "Yassuh. She had seventy-five left she hadnt sold when the war ended". "What kind of work did you have to do?" "O, she would set me to pickin up feathers round de yaird.
Sara was anxious to see if any mishap had overtaken Yassuh and the Baby; but when they had hurried back to the restaurant they found Yassuh still awake and the Baby still asleep. Pirlaps took off the sticky paper and handed him, as clean as ever, back to Sara, who was very glad that she had not exposed him to those dreadful diseases.
A tremendous social drama is being acted out under your very window and you yawn and pull down the blind." There was a brief silence. In the course of it the door-bell was heard to ring; soon the door opened; a masculine murmur; then the maid Mary's voice, clearly: "Yassuh, she's in.... Won't you rest your coat, Mr. West?" Mary entered the little back parlor, a card upon a tray.
She edged up to Yassuh, taking care, however, not to get close enough to brush against his chocolate outside, which might come off on her clean apron. "What's in your bag?" she coaxed, mischievously. He only grinned and rolled his white eyes as Pirlaps continued, "We're taking twelve extra pairs." Just then Avrillia came out of the door.
Well, you can hardly imagine how busy they were kept, all that afternoon Sara and Yassuh and Pirlaps and Avrillia supplying crumbs and suet to those thankless Birds.
Here, Yassuh," he said, "take this little girl to your mistress." Sara followed Yassuh along the path of silver gravel that led around the house, and then up a little outside staircase of marble to the balcony; and there, on the third step from the top, she paused. Has any mortal but Sara ever seen Avrillia? Certainly there never was another fairy so wan and wild and beautiful.
Oh, yes, they were beautiful, but wild wilder even than the Plynck's. The Teacup, however, had quite tame eyes; it must be confessed that, when Sara saw the effect of the thermometer upon Avrillia she wished for the Teacup, a little. But Avrillia merely called Yassuh in her sweet, controlled voice, and, when he appeared, said to him quietly,
He then rolled the Baby, in its nice white dress, up in the paper, taking care to leave its nose out, so it could breathe. Then he handed it over to Yassuh, and Sara felt quite comfortable and contented. "Keep out of the sun," he called back to Yassuh, "and mind you don't melt!" The next thing, Avrillia said, was to stop in a drug store.
"The Kewpie has, but the Baby hasn't." "Then it will never do to take him," said Pirlaps, decisively. "Here, Yassuh, you stay here and keep the Baby." Pirlaps saw a look of doubt and reluctance in Sara's eyes as he was about to consign the Baby to Yassuh's sticky care. So he handed the Baby back to Sara and darted into a store near by where he got some clean wrapping-paper.
He continued as though there had been no interruption: "Yassuh, de nex' time you two pore ole foot-an'-mouth teamsters sees me I'll come tearin' by yere settin' up on de boiler deck of a taxiscab. You better step lively to git out of de way fur me den." "I 'lows to do so," assented Bill. "I ain't aimin' to git shot wid no stray bullets." "How come stray bullets?"
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