The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1881-12-29

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met him in Boston, have brough. Henry
Clay with me. He ~A 20 faithful coult
no, bear TO lesve him. Here Clay, is
new friend. shall turn the daily lesson,
over 10 her now. aud srus. you will h
as faithful TO her as you have been 10 me
oh. yes, yes. Msrse Kunl member,
Msrs kun'rs rfs mighty we'll, clar
do, aud slipping out Of his long. warm
orereoa, that tho Colonel bad bought fol
him. as they were passing through Wash
ineion. TO wear 10 his Northern home, be
made one Of his funny. jerky little bows,
pulling at the faded Roman scarf still up.
on his arm.
You don't mean to say, Henry Clay tha.
you are the same lad whogot up that re.
ception for me the night was at brigade
headquarters st--snd Who danced up 10
me and gave me thst beautiful bouquet Of
rosess
Yes, miss dc berry same boy.
Aud has that scarf been tied on your
arm al this timer
Ebbery minute, miss.
And haven't you changed your shirt
since' That was nearly SIX months ago
Why, no, miss. an dat ole shirt mos
weared off; not much but dis slebe left. |
tored de slebes out o. de jackets 30 fer to
see de purity ribbin. .Yo' see, de young
miss say kind words. Po' little niger
had kind words. No daddy, no nanny.
no pan'r, no young misw So ! say,
Marse Kunls rife be my young missus.
Den, ob co'rse, take cans oh Marse Kunl
jes soon kin hunt him up. An took
care oh him jes zactly rs il she glib de
orders herself.
The tears ran down the lovely young
wifes face as she asked, Do you want TO
learn to read, Clay?
Oh, yes, yes. miss. Yo reely tinky l
can, an hab Bible and read in il bout
God my own scf, an write my own name
as Marse Kun'l does?
Indeed you can, Clay. and l will teach
you, to pay for your hithfulness to my
husband.
Henry Clay don't want no mo pay; he
had de best OBJ pay right long. Henry
Clay free man now, got two fr'en's free
fr'ens, de Lo'd, Marse Kun1, an de
young missus.
Clay Immediately made himself useful
about the Colonels house and barn in the
country and studied constantly He never
entered the room where Mrs. Perry was
engaged about her household dnties with
out respectfully asking her some practical
question which showed the drift OF his &C.
tive, intelligent mind. When once told
how to spell the name Of any article about
the house or barn. be never forgot it.
Four bright. progressive years Henry
Clay lived at the Perry homestead, work
ing faitLful at whAierss his willing hands
iound to do, continually coming over his
lessons. simmer aud winter. day aud
night il would seem for hs often told what
he hal Thought as he lay awake in the
night watches.
Bat you ought to be asiep, Clay.
cannot spend the lime, ms'am. l
slept until wus fourteen. must study
now, and study he did, until, just rs he
passed highly successful examination to
enter award College, he was stricken
down with fever, and the doctors said
there was no hope.
1t is just like taking one Of our very
own, both the good Colonel and his wife
declared as they watched beside
hin.
Fre-true-fr'en's, moan,d Clay, just be.
lore he fell asleep at las, dropping into
he old dialect. the Lod Nsrse Kun'l. an
le young missua. .-Whafs de ribbin she
yib me. Please take il out OF my trunk
md tie it on my arm!
And they did when the, laid him in his
,asket. shedding sorrowfrl tears over the
loss of the devoted, promising young
nan. whose fruitful future they had so
ondly anticipated, and yet thankful for
he brief life which had accomplished
mission in effetually eradicat-
ng all color prejudice from at least one
hitherto strongly biased family and neigh
II was only afew weeks since, that
member Of Colonel Perry's family gave me
his narrative which / nave written out
learly word for word. Mrs. Annie A.
Preston, ia the Adrmce..