The Davenport gazette. [volume] (Davenport, Scott Co., Iowa) 1841-185?, 1852-03-25
DAVENPORT, SCOTT CO., IOWA; THURSDAY MARCH
No, Mr.. s'eip, ! shall not 90 TO sleep.

mo, Mr.. s'cip, shall not 90 TO sleep.
wish 10 hear the whole story
j 'Well, then, Mas'r Harry, here goes
You done stay from home long time
Who know whar sou wa,? All the word
we get--'Send my letters 10 B. Send
.|my letters to S. Send my letters 10
c. Mighty hot weather. know right
well that Mistress fret about you. Miss
Winnie looked troubled. onoasslike, about
her brother. | know they think you gel
lex Ono day mistress say 10 me, 'Scipio,
she say, "where is your Master Harry 2"
['Gracous know, Mistress. not Scip; but |
glib one opinion.-- Scip better go and see.
Whatever Mas Harry are adoin' Of, is's
plain he are not adoin' Of il easy, aud il
arc my opinion dat Seip better 90 aud help
him" "Very well. Scipio, you can gc,'
says Mistress; sand # he doesn't like YOU
You can tell him that sen, you about Mr..
Sanborn's olier 10 buy tho crop" So
done come; and, true for me, ind Mas
Harry want help mighty bad. White folks
has not berry good sense"
swell, no matter fer the small parteu-
lars. You found me sick, What did you
lo?"
"Do2 Wbv, done pick you up, aud
fotch you into the nearest house."
"Yon don't mcan 10 say that you brought
me into this hoase without permission p
Mas Harry said Seipio, erecting him
SELF TO his f.il height, and throwing his
eight foat and arm into an eoeutiopary at
Ilitude, .sou know can make speech, al!
the same as Patrick Henry. ''Madam,"
saws |, "eomcI to old yirginnv. Will we
ask yol whar YOU come lrom--who you
are. No, Madam, we know too well what
belong to de stranger. Oar hospitable
doors stand cher open Old Virginny often
called de and of hospitality, and she de-
serve her own entit'c. Come among my
masters kin. See if you be turned from
the doors Of the Dinwiddies or the Leigh.
tons "iIa! what! Leigh,ons and Din.
widiics!" !" says the lady; here has been a
great mistake.n don't know rightly how
| il was, Ms Hurry, but YOU done seem all
On sudden to become kin to her. Ahem.
YOU moughi. ma be. get 10 be nigh kin,
some day moRgh. yon know, Mas Hurry,
aud then, again. yoa moughtat, White
fo'ks is mighty uncertain"
The truth was that Mrs. Clifton had
wished an cxcuse for relautina in the Sc
verify Of her purpose towards me; aud she
had unexpectedly found it in the remem.
brance oi an old schooi-friendship with my
mother, Winitfed Leighton. Had she
been less prcjudiced, she might have rocog,
nzed my claims sooner, for The name #
Henry Dinwiddie had been reiterated in
her reluctant ears.
have forgiven her all that, however,
since she has made suitable reparation for
tho wrongs she did me. She has permit
ted renewal Of the old family intimacy
She has even carried it so far as to insist
that | shall annually accompany my be-
loved wife, Mrs Margaret Dinwiddie. with
flock Of rosy checked Virginia children.
10 pass the Christmas holidays with her |
am now on my way to meet this roqnis,ion,
and tomorrow | hope to meet at S. the
precious company which sen. by the low
er less la,iguns route, under the guardian
ship and guidance of Scipio Africanns.--
Scipio would be deeply mortified, ifany
of these annual pi'rrimages should be un
dertaken without him on the carriage box
His great delight is to boast Of his own ey-
pIols; and he is particularly at home in a
story he tells Of his Master Harry once
taking fancy to 90 deer-hunting, and
soaring up right smart chance of game.
but nosfbeing able to bring it down, til
s'dat black dog, Scip, come on and help him
powerfal"