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"Hi', Miss Rob!" she exclaimed, involuntarily snapping her fingers as she spoke. "Mahs' Junius comin', all by hese'f, an' I done sent de udder gemman clean off, kitin'!" Junius Keswick was received by Miss Roberta in the parlor. Her face was colder and sterner than he had ever seen it before, and his countenance was very much troubled.
I wasn't much up at de house in dem times, an' she was took away 'fore I give much 'tention ter her." "Don' ole miss know she dar?" asked Aunt Patsy. "She dunno nuffin' 'bout it," answered Isham. "She's stayin' away cos she think Mahs' Junius dar yit." "Why don' you tell her, now you knows it's Miss Annie wot's dar?" "You don' ketch me tellin her nuffin'," replied the old man shaking his head.
The old dame remembered this, and on my first visit home and to her, and on all succeeding visits, treated me to a brew of my favorite. "Jess the same, Mahs William. Come from Mr. Blar's jess the same." But we become sophisticated in time. I found that Mammy's tea lingered in my memory, it is true; and the prospect of a recurrence very nearly operated against future visits.
On the afternoon of the day on which Mrs Keswick's letter arrived at Midbranch, Peggy had great news to communicate to Aunt Judy, the cook: "Miss Rob's gwine to Mahs' Junius' house in de kerridge, an' I's gwine 'long wid her to set in front wid Sam." "Mahs' Junius aint got no house," said Aunt Judy, turning around very suddenly. "Does you mean she gwine ter old Miss Keswick's?"
"Neber die, nohow!" answered Aunt Judy. "Mighty offen she thought she gwine to die but 'twarnt no use. She can't do it. An' de las' time I hear ob her, she alibe yit, jes' de same as eber. An' dar was Mahs' John Keswick.
An ejaculation of the name of the Lord that brought the neighbor to her door went up, and Mammy caught my hands and wept. "Come in, my Gawd! Mahs William! you ain' hurted, is you?" She pushed a chair to me and took one herself. For a few moments she confined herself to ejaculations of "Well! well! well!" and the name of the Deity.
She descended the steps, crossed the yard with what might be termed a buoyant gait, and, mounting the porch, knocked on the door with the handle of her umbrella. After some delay a colored woman appeared, and as soon as the door was opened, Mrs Keswick walked in. "Where is your master?" said she, forgetting all about the Emancipation Act. "Mahs' Robert is in the libery," said the woman.
The imployments used by the Chinnooks Clatsops, Cath lah mahs Kil a mox &c. in hunting are the gun the bow & arrow, dead falls, Pitts, Snares, and Spears or gigs; their guns are usially of an inferior quallity being old refuse american or brittish muskets which have been repared for this trade there are Some verry good pieces among them, but they are invariably in bad order they appear not to be long enough acquainted with fire arms to understand the management of them.
Mahs' John had been dead a long time den; you nebber knowed Mahs' John.
Shortly after Peggy arrived with her mistress at the Keswick residence, her mind began to be a good deal disturbed. She had been surprised, when the carriage drew up to the door, that "Mahs' Junius" had not rushed down to meet his intended bride, and when she found he was not in the house, and had, indeed, gone away from home, she did not at all know what to make of it.
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