Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1884-02-07
AZ Old Negro in Love.

ddrp6ES Magazine.
Atthe Blue Ridge Springs, some years
ago, heard some youths chatting an old
Negro man about being Tilted three sew
eral times. His tart and ready answers
showed that he was man of spirit in
spite of his years, which must have been
seventy or more. He looked even older,
and claimed to be ninety. Watching my
opportunity, questioned the old man
privately about love matters, approach
ing the subject in a roundabout way, so
[ might win his confidence.
"Unc' Tom" (Virginians who date
back to slavery times never say uncle in
full, but always chop it off into "Unc'),
didn't you say the other day that you
had seen ghosts ?"
Yes, sab, menyer (many a. one. I
was born with a caul."
Indeed What do ghosts look like ?'
Look like folks. But 'aint see but
bar'ly one sence I jim de ch'uch thutty
years ago, an she was oman"
"What did the woman do?"
"Didn' do nothin'. Twas in de day
| time-broad middle O. de day. She was
under a apple tree, an was in de road.
She look at me q never know'd her) an
l look at her, an bofen US nnver said
nothin'; an bime bime by she war't dar
done clean gone"
"Y our mind must run on women, Unc'
Tom"
''No, sah-cep'n' on one on en-"
"And who is she"
"Why, dat ar-dat same Emily you
hear en- talkin' bout"
"'Tisn't true she Tilted you three
times?"
eyes, sab, it's sutny certainly true
Morn dat, she made me buy three mar
riage license. 1 got en- au' done paid
for en-"
"Really, Unc' Tom, at your time of
! life you have no idea of marriage, and a
young girl, too?"
But I does. dough. I'd marry her to-
morrow. lubs her-lubs herw vehe-
mentlY.
How did you happen to fall in love
with her?'
"Marster, its de cuyusist (curiouiest)
thing in de Worl,' an it come bout in dis
way. De gal, she done it; you can't
blame it on nae. [ wuks de garden for
Mr.. Brown, an she nuss for him-dat
was las year; an what mus she do but
come arfter me in de garden ebry day
hand runnin' for whole mont mighty
nigh. 1 tell her agin and agin she kill
de chile in her arms, tits so hot, but she
low she rudder be wild me dan. in de
shade she like me so. 81, gal. you fool,
g'way from here-g'long in de house to
yO' mistiss. She ain say a word, but
look at me good wild her big black eyes
and den and dar de thing come pom me
like clap O thunder"
"What thing, Unc' Tom ,"
Club, sha-lub O de wust kind"
| "PshaW !"
"You may 'pshaw' as you choose, my
marster, but It's de Gawd's truth it tuck
! IL I L.
"How did it affect you?"
cit 'feck me good, and it feck me bad
-mOnsus bad at de las. It come in like
a sweet breeze fun de wes', but it tu'n to
a hurrycane 'fo' it go thro'. An faint
done wild me yit; it gwine kill me,
Pspec'" The old man paused, eyed me
intently, and said: Master, did uyer
you see one desc here ole girls mills
what amt been use for years an years ?''
ooh, yes, frequently. Why?"
well, sab, spOsen all Nv student de
'sheenery in its young days was put
back into dat ole mill, an de big wheel
an de burrs an de hopper was to all get
to goin' like dey done in dar PRIME what
would dat mill think, an how would it
feel? Well, sab, OATS me. I'm dat ole
MILL and [ look at myself wild 'stonish-
ment, an I jes know 1 gwine be tar to
pieces eff dat 'sheenery don't stop. Darfo'
[ was bleest to git married eff could"
"Where is the girl now ?"
'She down de country whar she longs"
Another pause. Master, don, you b'liebe
in the Bible whar it say, All things dat
was made was made for the bes' p Cou'se
you b'liebes. I does, too. But sometimes
it pear to me dat Old Marster mought a
hilt His han when he made de yalle1
gal. De yaller gal, eff she are likely
which Emily are-is wuss'n rattle,
snake bite, but time a yaller gal set he1
eye on you, you pizened for life But dad
gal gwine marry me yit. feels itin my
bones. Well,a good evenin' to you dis
ebenin'. Iwish you mighty we'll" AND
off he shufled.
Wit and Honor.
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