The Stark County Democrat. [volume] (Canton, Ohio) 1833-1912, 1877-11-01

dey commence gittin thinner an thinner
-scacer an scacer, an bimeby | hear
skirmishin' gon' on, an ole Miss she say
how it wuz Wheeler's caverlry followin'
NV EN- up. lknOw'd dat ef Wheeler's boys
Wuz dat close | wuZent rioin' nOgood set
tin rOun' de house, 80 les took Mars
Jeemss rife and started ont to look arter
my stock. Hit was mighty raw day dat
day wuz, and de leaves en- de Rroun' wuz
wet 80 dey didn't make no fuss,an Wen
ever heerd Yankee ridin' bY l jes stop
in my tracks aud let i'm pass. wuz
stannin' dat way in de aidge Nv de woods,
wen all of a sudden | see little ring nv
blue smoke bust outen de top NV pine
Tree bout half mile of, an den mos 70,
/ could gedder my idees, here come de
noise-bangl Dat pine, boss, was de big.
gest and de highest on de plantash'n, and
dere wasn't lin on it fer mighty nigh
hundred feet an den dey all branch
ed out an m de de top look sorter like
a umbrill.
'Sez to myaelf, Honey, you er right
on my routean' I'll see what kinder bird
is roostiu!m youl' Vile wuz a talkin
de smoke bus out agin, and den-bang!
les drap back inter de woods an skear
ted roun sos ter fetch de pine tween me
and de road. / slid up putty close Ier de
tree, an, boss, wat you recon | seeP
Il have no idea, Uncle Remus.'
We'll ies sho ez youer settln' dar lis
senin' to de ole niger, dere was live
Yankee Wa, up dar in dat pine, an he
mad spy glass, an he WIZ loadin' an
"A shootin' at de boys jes as cool ez cow
Cumber, an he had his boss tied out in
de bushes, case l heerd de creeter tromp'
in roun' While wuz watchin' un i'm,
| see i'm raise dat spy glass, look fru 'em
minnit, and den put 'em aOwn sudden
an fix hissef fer to shOOt. sorter shift
ed roun' so could see de road, an had
putty good eyes in dem days, too. walt
ed minmt an den who should see
comm down de road but Mars Jeems l
didn't zee his face but boss, knowed de
flly dat had raised fer i'm, an she was
pranCin' and danCin' like schoolgirl l
knowed cat man in de tree wuz gwineter
shoot Mars Jeems, ef he could, an dat
| couldn't stan. | he'd nussed dat boy in
my arms many an many day, an l
he'd tOted i'm on my back, an larnt IN
how ter ride an how ter swim, an how
ter rastle, an couldn't bar de idee NV
standin' dere an zee dat man shoot 'lm.
| knOwed dat de Yankees wuz gwlne ter
free de niggere, Coze ole Misses done tole
me 80, an didn't want ter hurt dis man
in de tree But, boss, wen | see him lay
dat gun cross a lim' an settle hisset
back, an Mars Jeems gOln' home ter ole
Hiss an Miss Sally. l aforementioned all
bout freedom, an jes raise up wild de
rife he'd, an let de man have all she
had. His gun drapped down an come
mighty nigh shoOJin de ole Niger Wen
it struck de ground. Mars Jeems he
heerd de racket an rid over, an wen l
tell i'm bout 1t, you never seed a man
lake on 30. He come mighty nigh cryln'
over de ole niger, deClar tO grashus Ell
le didn't. An ole Miss wy ole Miss
fairly hugged me, and wen | see how
glad dey wuz my conshuns bin restin'
easy ever senCe.'
How about the soldier you killed"
we had ter cut down de tree fer ter
bury i'm
How did he get up there2
why, boss, he had on par Nv desc
telegraf spurs-de kline wat de fellers
cline. de poles Wild
Your Mars Jeems must be very CRATE
full
'Lor', chile, dey amt nothin' Mars
Jeems is got dat's too good fer ne Dat's
wat make me say wat do. l amt
gwineter be working 'roun' here 'mong
desc chain.gang niggers wen | got good
home down yander in PutmOn. Boss,
can't you give dc ole niger thrip fer to
git i'm some sody water wid?'
And the faithful old darky went his
way.