The national era. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1847-1860, 1859-11-03

pack it now, and eff you don't go, you sha'n't
Pc de inside q my house no more, so sure as
fcrspel.n And she ran out OF the room.
II didn' want you to do nothin' for us like
| tat ar, marster. Leastwise didn' ak it of You,
then you called on me to holp That time
pu say: George, got no friends what I can
fust, only you; then, sir, you pay me fore I
zone what was wanted. Howsomedever l
Inows you gives wild free heart, so dat il
Under pleases you rnore'n il does dem you give
p, 80 all l kin say is: I'm much obleeged to
pu for it, big or little. Only, you give de let
tr to Molly, an tell de gen'rman she's de one
Pu means. She'll tend to it all de same, an
IKE better care'n it n will. Den, you know
1won't be hyar, I'm gwine wild you
"Going with me What for? Impossible |
shall never return again, and you must not
lave your wife and child" a.
L" Fooh shol she gets long well 'nough 'dout
ne, marster. She's done it often nough fore dis
tine, spec. No, sir; I'm gwine d you. You
want somebody to shave you, an bresh you
cbes, untell you reaches de tother side, |
r1ck'n. You use to havin people waitin' on
/ pu, an like to know how you get long 'dout
IS at dis time in you life? know all that ar
sort Of thing. Seen people that ar way fore
COY. Sides, sir, yon jiss take me--'t'H do me
good, too-it raelly will. | amt been to sea
dis long time, an eff don't take vy,ge now
an then, dunno how it is, but I gets kinder
rambnnctious like, an de fust thin that hap
pens, Use sent back as de pleecman says, to
ram my head agin N iron do in de Tombs.
kin come back, once you gifts rightly fixed
whar you goin. / know de way over thar
fast rate-been to Liverpool, an MarsaI, and
Fpts-mahon, an dat ar place whar dey makes
hgs, an to Rotterdam too-got white woman
wife dar. / like t see old places over ag'in
You jis' take me long, jis' to please me- Only
make de change what's needed in dat letter fo'
Mr.. NJ, an III carry dis here one, so we go GU,
all right" - 78 go
Thus did Beale Lloyd Fl nd his henchman.
AT break Of day the next morning, Ell Sagra
do, hermaphrodite brig, owned in ICadiz, with
Tobal Cayetano for captain, weighed anchor
and, with fair wind, set sail for Liverpool.
On the poop stood Beale Lloyd and his faithful
preserver. The former kept himself close muf
fed, and shrauk away involuntarily, when, on
one of the early moving ferry boats that passed
under ri Sagrados stern, he recognised one OF
his most prominent Wall street neighbors The
precaution was needless-he did not, indeed
| require disguise, for he was ten years Older
| now, since that day when he became known as
Beale Lloyd the forger.''
As the brig danced on gallantly down the
bay, they passed large ocean steamer, crowd
ed with passengers, just entering port. Her
name was painted in great black letters on the
wheelhouse-" Beale Lloyd, U. s. NJ"
"Ah, George" murmured Ozymandias, look
ing at these evidences of his greatness with a
wistful eye, sab, George-look there. They will
change her name, l suppose, now"
Said George, consolingly-" she's mean ole
tub anyhow-go to de bottom some desc days
| same as if she was pig IRON"
"But," murmured Mr.. Lloyd to himself with
out hearing George, but they twill not oblit
crate the name from those planks. They viii
only paint them over. Who shall whitewash
Mr?D