The weekly clarion. [volume] (Jackson, Miss.) 1863-1882, 1866-10-18
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Z she could not keep from laughing
+ their ludicrous remarks
"Wall, now, who'd a thought tn,
steam could make 60 such long mes
as these cars be" said Mr.. Cross,
that drawing nasal tone, so peculia
to New Highlander
II spectS Miss Jossy Fin, you he
rid lots o'times on the locomotio
steam cars n said Polly:
30 yes,n replied Gena, smiling
I've ben wanting to ask you eff yol
be Southern gal must say you hey
all the charitynistics ay enc, haint yol
one p
"Yes, l was raised in Mississippi,
answered Gena, quite amused.
| Polly's curiosity was now fully
aroused, she hated the negro race
quarreling with all her neighbors upon
this subject, she was loud in hen
belief that every son and daughter OF
Ham should be kept in bondage, but
her admiration for Southern people
was almost a reverence for the entire
South
When Gena informed Polly of her
nativity, she Immediately expressed
great love for her, and said;
Lar, how proud I'm on your com
pany,"
Polly sought every opportunity to
render Gena some service. She insis-
ted upon asking various questions in
relation to the South, which Gena
cheerfully answered, sometimes laugh
ing heartily at the erroneous ideas of
her rude, but kind hearted friend
Mr.. Cross was evidently a quiet man,
and desired to please his sister in-l law,
who treated the great burly farmer, as
though he was a boy who sometimes
deserved a good spanking. Occasion
ally he would venture to make re-
mark but in such an humble way as one
would think that he had stolen the
language he used to express his meek
thoughts
81 hope you wont think me pertina-
cious, Miss Jossy Fin" said Polly,
"but du tell us how the slaves be treat
ed, be they all whipped tn death ~
81 hardly think so. Ifthey were all
whipped to death, we should now be
without slaves" said Gena.
"Why, ov course, they left som ov
'em living, but the majority o'slaves
are kindly treated, don't they"
l was raised in the South, and have
travelled through several Southern
States, and / have yet to see slave
brutally treated" answered Gena.
''Jest what I've told EN-" said Pol
ly, bringing down her great fist with
such force on her lunch. basket, as to
send the cover in. "The heft o. folks
up my way be ddkn on slaves, but
one O. my relations, who knowed how
to talk French, and could perform on
the Pihanho, well she married a South
ern chap, what owned great drove
ov niggers, and when l last seed her,
she coined up to make her old Dad a
visit. SEES she ''as how the slaves were
Satan's own children, a lazy set,
eating holy cake and stealing whatever
they could" SEES she, 1.-THE South
was tn make war on us I'm not tn
blame, / hope they won't fight me nor
my relations. I've know'd fur sum
time that combusulation would be
the upshot ov all this political agva
tioning."
Polly stopped just as Mr.. Cross re-
turned to his seat, saying cheerfully,
"Wall, gals, I've just spoke tn that
nan over there, who says at the next
,ity we get our dinner. / really want
sum grub"
''Ha, ha: why bruther-in- law it's Gu
rus tn see how vulgar you be getting,
said Polly, laughing loudly.
"Wall, eff / be vulgar, your the vul-
garest tn larf like horse, he, hi, I've
etched up to you-but Miss Jones,
you must hev something TIL eat, and
hat man says we stop twenty minutes
u the next city where the folks give
is a dinner.
"You don't say so, bruther-in-law.
Lor, Miss Jossy Fin, let us we'll our
selves of this chance, when ! gets a
hing fur nuthin, l generally du take
m"
II think that Mr.. Crossis mistaken
n regard to the dinner, it is not really
given to US, we pay one dollar, and in /
-eturn we nave very nice dinner"
'aid Gena.
"Lor sakes, you fool Cross, jest see
What an hignorant eritter you be, why
Nv course we pay fur our dinner, you
man ought tu o know'd how it was
lun."
Thus the time wss passed. Miss
Hopkins incessant talking kept Gena
rom thinking over the past, and wor-
wing about the future, yet at times
Ter painful position would recur to
Ter, filling her with dread and sor-
-ow, then her sweet face looked sad,
he dreamy eyes, so full OF sOftness,
we're heavy and filed with tears.
Whenever Polly noticed this, she
leeply sympathised with her fair
'riend, and sought to beguile the time
" telling stories, hoping to amuse
5ena, as she would a child. II
Gena often thought Of Lucy, and
Worried for her safety. but tried TO so
ace herself by reasoning thus:
No doubt the deserted girl was only
eft at Hin order to keep her from