The Ripley advertiser. [volume] (Ripley, Miss.) 1843-1897, 1856-02-28

| eno" "S'ci SohrtuSS my io'e
: folly-'tis too deeply rooted to be easi
ly forgotten. But good night, or rath
er farewell, as shall leAve.:early il
the morning, and will have no oppor
sunity Of bidding. you . Anal fare
we'll"
"Willyou not stay to breakfast, ant
see papa, mama, and Ms-ybefore you
go?"
: Impossible! my feelings will MOI
admit oft. Please tender them my
farewell"
Il will. May God in heaven bles,
you and make you happy is my sin
cere wish"
Thank you! hope will get over
this. Good night-may you And one
more worthy::your love than a,a."
i Harry retired to his room, but twas
long ere sleep fell upon his aching
eyes. He arose early mex: morning
before any Of the family were stirring
As he walked out Of the yard, he saw
Manuel leading out his horse. He
had told him the night previous he
should want Antelope sarly--very
early; and Manuel knowing the gene
rosity Of Harry, expected some re-
ward, or he would not have been 90
punctual.
"Whar you be gwine so soon, Mass
Harry-to hunt de cunnin fox?
"No, Manuel, | am going home.
40 not expect to engage in that inter
esting sport for some time to come"
"Why, Mass Harry, is you dun Glib
it over as bad bisnessp"
Harry could not restrain smile At
the slaves pertinacity; and having
known him from a child answered him
kindly: "No, indeed, Manuel, Iwould
never tire of that noble sport; but
expect to start for College tomorrow,
and must leave you ali for some time "
well ! mighty sorry to hear dat!
| was thinkin in my heart last night,
and tellin my old owman Ispected you
and Miss Lutte gwine to get married
fore long; and now, bless goodness,
you be goin away TO Corrige TO stay
cber go long"
That's iust what though. week
ago bat Miss Lutte wont have me, 10
there's an end 70 l."
Don't tell Wont nab yeu' Won
der whar she tink she do any b.tter?'
and he opened his big white eyes till
they looked like moons.
Good bye, Manuel!-there's trihe
to buy your 'old owman' "a gown
and vaulting lightly in the saddle,
Harry rode off at hard gallop, leav-
ing Manuel expressing his thanks in
like manner
"Tanky, Mass Harry, ten thousand
tanky. Milly be proud niger when |
Civ her this, and tell her wat You says.
| say, Mass Harry bless dc Lord,
ifhe eint goner' Manuel started up
the avenue, hallooing at the top Of his
voics-"good bye! Mass Harry, good
byc,"--but finding he could not make
himself heard turned back, raying--
Poor fellowl he mighty cut up, for
any body could seen wid one eye he
!ub Miss Latte mighty. Wonder what
she mean? Spec she lub dat
fellow from A,abamy-da.s de berry
reason, forhe mighty good lookin man
any how. III go ask Milly bout it;
may be she can resolve the thing tc
my apprehension--I tink dats de way
| hear old master say to mass Lewis"
And away he trudged to wake up his
better half and see if she could throw
any light on the subject.
"Milly, wake up! Don't you see
day peepin trough the crack?" and
he punched her not ever tender!y in
the ribs.
See day! no don't; and | want
you to let my ribs alone you ugly |
black Niger"
spec if you knowed what l hab to
tell you, you'd see day mighty quick;
for den you'd open your eyes wide
cnuf to see trough de dark"
You go long wild your stuff, wakin
me fore master blow de horn" See
ing he had got her partially awake, he
said
"What you tink, Milly, Mass Harry
done clean gone"
dat any ting 70 you o. me eieT'
spose he 60 when he please, 'dous
askin you;" and she gave significant
the same time turning her
self over, IS if for another embrace 10
he arms Of Morpheus
"But l tell you, Milly, Miss Luty
iun scard him, and ne ywins 10 cor
'idge, whar young master Lewis is.
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