St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1878-06-21

he say. AM reach down wild he big,
long blacksnake, am (Gabe drew up his
tattered trowsers revealing two long,
| fresh wales upon the calves of his legs)
dat what he do" Mrs. Chamberlain
shuddered at the sight.
"That's Sucker welcome for you" said
Mr.. Will: $50 on, Illinois. Let us
hear the rest of it,"
''Marse Will, eff you please to don't
call ole Gabe sich a awnry name as dat
ar IllinOy, kase dat de aw'n'iest place
ebber l seed sense Use bawn. / don't
want no mo- mawnin' walks wild de
Cap'n to no sich kentry. Use nigh
bout clar beat out wild de sperience Pse
dun bin from sence yist'day mawnin'.
Kase jis as soon as dat ar white man
ontangle dat blacksnake off ole Gabe's
legs he ride on cussIn' arter de ole
COW, am Gabe he clips it, lickerty split,
to de goodniss gracious know whar, an
neber stops fer to ketch his bref tell Il
great big, long white man-dem Sucker
men de mOnstOuses big men ye ebber
seed-jis pop out de bresh and sick a
| big blood houn' onter ole Gable"
''NOw STOP" said Jenny peremptori-
| ly. "There isn't blood hound in all
that region"
"Well den, Miss Jenny, l won't be
sho' an sartin' bout the prezack breed,
but dat ar dog hab de nose pOw'ful
zemblance to Marse Jawge's blood
houn's, an oh golly but he could run !!
Chased POI ole Gabe clar up paw paw
tree an dun keep him treed dar bout
seven r 'leven hours, sho's yer bawn."
bat
prOvingly.
'Dat amt no onrevrint lie, Mis-
Chaimlin. Dat de fac. Keep him dar
tell he plum wO' out, an fall sleep in
de tree.n
"Here's richness" said Mr.. Will. Now
what did you dream ?"
"Marse WILL" said Gabe solemnly,
~ amt tellin' y'alls de fus' spec oh a
lie. Kase it de bressid trufe. Wasn't
de moon an bout tousan' stahs shinin'
when ole Gabe falls out dat tree fas'
sleep, smack on he back, an nigh bout
bust hese'f wide open 2"
81 don't know" said Mr.. Will, drily.
''What did the dog do"
"De dog walnut dar, Marse Will.
Spec he dun got wo' out. Kase .jis'
soOn's ole Gabe dun kotch he bref he
stahted for ter hunt up de ribber by de
light OBJ de moon, an clar ter de good
Mss, ef it didn't keep him trabbelin'
plum tell de mawnin'. Dat de reason
ole Gabe couldn't ribe at home no
sooner"
"And what have you subsisted on all
this time, Gabriel? Who fed you ?"
asked the Captain.
"Marse Cap'n," said Gabe, "dat ar
'sistence de berry wuss paht de whole
sperience. Kase dat ar IllinOy is, be
sho' an sertin, the NOSE onregenrit
kentry, dout no conceptions, dat ebber
any pussOn could get lost inter on count
oh 'sistance. Don't you poster yo'sefs
bout gittin' an'thing whatsOmever fitten
fO' ter eat dat ar Illinoy. Y'alls sees
dis yer red hankcher; well, dat all der
is lef OBJ ole Gabe's good money he dun
hab tied up in the middle oh it. Fo',
five, 'or 'leven picaybnes (six and a
quarter cent pieces), whole passel o.
long bits Twelve and half cent pieces),
an dat ar shiny fo' bits (half dOllar),
Marse Will dun glib him dat ar time
bout quirin' out who dat fine gemman
out ridin' wild Marse Willis jularkey-'
"GoOd good :" cried the Captain,
| w Ills tNlueuU
ment at this part of the experience.
"Proceed, Gabriel. Look out, Jenny.
Time at last sets all things even. And
the four bits that your Miss Jenny gave
you for what 2" slyly suggested the
merry Captain, needless of his daugh-
ter's irrate scOrn. But Gabe would not
take the cue. He was not so witless as
wiifully to offend the power behind the
throne.
''Miss jimmy didn't glib ole Gabe
no money!" he averred disgustfully
"'Pears like Miss jimmy kain't 'spise ole
Gabe bad nuff Dat ar fo' bits Marse
Will guv me, jis like l tell yO'. AM all
dat good money dun gone wasted for
dem billed taters and hoe cake an de
wuss pizen coffee We ebber see sense
yOuse bawn. White 'oman libbin in a
shainty chawged eb'ry cint OBJ dat
money for dat ar breakfus', an dat
eb'ry moufful I'se had fer 'sistance sense
| dun stahted out follerin' de Cap'n on
dat ar mawnin' walk
"YOu ought to have enjoyed that
rare Illinois NEAL" said Miss Jenny,
seductively. "YOu paid for it with
your own money. You ate it on free
soil. You were free cOlored person
then, although you had to be first a
runaway negro"
Words cannot convey the stinging
sarcasm of Miss Jenny's dulcet tones
The boy felt it, however, and writhed
under it.
"Miss jimmy" he blurted ont, "daI
you is agin. l amt no runaway nigger
| jes' the same Marse Cap'n's hid out
boy allus is. An l clar 'spises dat
Sucker breakfus' wish dat ar Illinoy's
ded. What for yo' keep on pesterin
ole Gabe bout dat ar runaway nigger 4
Is l got any clo'es dun up in a bic
bundle Ober my shoulder, jis' like dem
yer awn'ry niggers in de newspapers p
"Oh, give it up, jenny quoth the
goOd-natured Captain. "The boy has
made case that might put to shame
a calabOose lawyer, and he hasn't told
an out and out lie either.n
"The moral quality of an action lies
in the intention," said Miss Jenny
ethically sententious, and regarding
Gabe with uncompromising displeasure
But the Captain was perversely in
consequent. $50 long as folks only lie
In their intentions, and manage to stick
close to the truth in their words and
actions, L have no quarrel with them
There let 'em lie," he said. "You'd
better come down gracefully, Jenny
What's that the Good Book says about
BLESSED are the meIcifurPn
"Has he quite concluded his story ?'
asked Miss Jenny, coldly ignoring her
respected papa's illogical and premature
suggestions.
Say on BROTHER" exhorted Mr.. Will.
/ "HOW abOUt that noIioaman tbot ba Il