Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1882-01-12

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Cass flew around, for once glad and
happy in doing something for her sor-
rowing young mistress, and with a
glowing fire on the broad hearth, and
a decoration of trailing vines about the
few pictures that remained, much OF
desolation was banished.
The table was spread with snowy
cloth, and the old family service bright
as living hands could make it, while all
was crowned by hugh bouquet of win
ter tropical flowers, and while this
change was in progress a delicious
stream Of odors pervaded the kitchen,
and old Nance's face shown with the
| heat of the fire over which she was
bastipg, roasting and stewing, to the in
finite coDtent of her heart, though be-
tween the CALCULATIONS of "poo' chile, !"
and her song of Clan O CT. ua-an."
But the grand work steadily progressed
while her mistress was still absent.
"She's dun got one OBJ dem dunn
days oh hers" said old Pete, "when it
pears she couldn't hide de house no
how, an jus tuck ter wanderin' about
de ole place like er gostuses.' Then
he added emphatically: $50 yer needn't
hurry up dem air chicken fyin's, fer /
shouldn't wonder eff she didn't show
her purity face afore dark"
"Poo' chilel She'll jus come III ciar
tuckered out" answered Nancy, can
lookin' SO pale an quiet Ike, an efshe
cud only creep inter desc ole arms an
hab good cry. Lor' bless yer, hon.
ey; Pse prayin' for yer, an shue as de
Lor' lib he'll bring yer out OBJ all yer
dictions."
! The faithful old creature wiped away
the streaming tears with her patched
apron, and then put on an old and fad
ed handkerchief over hel woody head
that was once brave with many bright
hues, and sat down and spelled verse
or two out of her well.worn Bible while
waiting for the return of her mistress,
together with the blessings che had
prayed for.
But presently she was startled by
Cass, who came rushing in almost out
of breath from haste and excitement,
her ebony face gray from palor, and
her round eyes extended to the utmost.
At first she could do little more than
articulate.
Gosh! Lor' er mighty! De chariot
oh fiah."
A good round cuff upon the ear from
the heavy hand of her grandmother
aroused her from her hysterical con-
dition, and she commanded
Stop yer swarm an spoke out, yer
little black fule. Keep on till yer git
fits, won't yer. What's the matter,
say?"
"Dey is comin'-tu on 'em on
HOSES, an when gran'daddy seed 'em
an dey spoke tn him, he jes fell down
on his knees an got de power, shu fac,
hope ter die. Oh, gosh!"
Before she had finished the story old
Nance had waddled out and around to
the front Of the mansion, and there,
sure enough, lay Pete at The feet of
two travellers, houndering about, Who'll
ly bereft of his senses, and shouting:
"De grabes dun glib up dar dead.
Oh, Lor', sabe dis chile -
A vigorous kick from the ample foot
of his more sensible spouse restored
him to a partial consciousness of what
| the gentlemen were endeavoring to
brought Pete to sense of his personal
dignity by her summary measures,
Nance turned to address the strangers,
when she also became almost as ex-
cited as her other half had been, though
in a different manner. she looked into
the tace of tall, Drowned gentleman,
who, with extended hand, said:
"Poor old Pete evidently thinks |
have come back from the dead, man.
my, but you see | am Of the real living
flesh and blood" and the smile that
lighted up his dark eyes, and displayed
glisteniug, white teeth, convinced the
old negress.
She stood with open mouth, staring
eyes and nerveless hands, until he had
finished. Then, forgetting the differ
ence of station and womanh BOD in the
recollection of the boy that had nursed
at her breast, and who for months had
been mourned as dead, she sprang for
ward with a wailing cry of gladness,
and threw her arms about his neck
and sobbed out her welcome.
Ode Lor' be r:aioe,, Now yer ole
nanny dun ready ter go to de Ian OBJ
tdnhiI. lie ueu All nom nc los ALL
foun'. Glory Dis heah ole woman
hab seen de troubil ob her soul an now
she am satisfied"
Thanks, nanny, and may Heaven
bless you"
"Tse prayed, honey, dat de good
Lor' will jes build up de Dalton house
egin, les leabin' it to His own way an
wisdom, not KNOWN how he was gwine
ter do it. But he hab jes gone and
raised yer out Oh de grave an brupg
yer back tn my ole eyes
Amid raining tears and hearty ejacu-
lations, the old creature led the way
into the bright cherry dining-room,
with old Pete on shaking limbs and
numerous groans and sniveling bring
ing up the rear
This is, indeed, welcome, Fred, -
said Harry Dalton to his friend. "Iou
must pardon my tears, tor those old
hearts are warm and loving. and il
seems | am rs one from the dead
But where is my sister Virginia. Sure
ly you have no evil tiding to comma