Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1886-12-24

The ole missus asked, if Miss Penelope |
should send her with message to one OF
the cabins. if she thought she could go and |
get back the same day.
Glory thought she could and said So with |
a little toss of her head.
The ole missus laughed, and said Sally
couldn't Glory had no idea who Sally
was but she desired to make good inn
preston on the old lady. and she said she
reckoned that she was heap smarter dan
dat Sally
And YOU are not afraid 2" asked Miss
Penelope "You wouldn't be afraid to 20
to Roses cabin after sundJyn -
mo. | ism t scared OBJ muffin, said Glory,
Sum nights / stays out all night l does
She was sitting on the floor before the
fire. Candles were burning upon the high
chimney piece and upon the table. Her
little stomach was full, and she felt very
brave Does yer know when daddy kant
fine his mule Look like | wuz free lceekS
in de woods. huntin' dat mule.
What did you have to eat all that time y
asked the ole missus.
Muffin
She was in the middle of another remark
able statement, when, as she was looking
about, her eyes fell upon great portrait
which hung upon the wall on the opposite
side of the large room. There was some
thing in the eyes which followed her, and
the stern mouth and heavy chin, that made
her forget what she was saying
who is dat man = she asked.
That is my father, said Miss Penelope.
HE was your daddys master once"
81 reckon he's dead, said Glory quickly.
eyes, he is dead, said Miss Penelope
The little darby gave a sigh of relief.
She had often heard her daddy speak of his
''ole marse," and her Aunt Judy had told
many stories of his sternness. She took
/ another look at the portrait. How tall he
was And why did he stand with one hand
| behind him
The longer she looked at him, the larger
grew her eyes. Wat am dat he done hold
in his han y she asked.
Nothing" said Miss Penelope.
"En-en de han hind his bac' ?
% don't know" said Miss Penelope.
Perhaps he had his sword.
"A little darby that had stayed three
weeks in the woods isn't afraid of por-
trait, said the old lady, laughing very hard.
mo. l isn't scared; but | nebber saw
muffin like dat in de woods.
She could not keep her eyes from the
stern eyes that looked down at her from
the wall She had imagined that he held a
whip behind his back but, worse than
that it was sword
She turned away from her daddys old
master. and laid herself down on the rug,
before the fire, saying, Use sleepy" and
closed her eyes.
Where's she going to sleepi' asked the
old lady.
After Christmas, she can sleep in Lucy.
cabin but Lucy's sister and her five chill
dren have come to spend Christmas, and
I . oh full |
must make place for few nights in hel
cabin. Let her stay where she is, till Rost
comes for her"
That was the last Glorianna Diana heard
When she awoke, she put out her hand, ant
felt for Minerva. "Whar' is you, Minerve I!
she whispered,
The candles were all out, and the FOL,
missus" and Miss Penelope had gone to bed
She suddenly remembered where she was
and by the light of the fire she could SCI
the eyes of her daddy's old master still fas
tened upon her. In the Pickering Ugh
, they seemed more terrible than before. Oh
why did she leave her nanny
, She had always considered herself =
, heap smarter dan dat Minerve;" but nov
her slow sister, who had refused to leav
q her nanny, seemed to her wise indeed
, All the descriptions of the luxuries ther
! had failed to move her, while the FOOLS
Glory had Welded Immediately. Now, the
7 were all asleep at home and she was fol
gotten
b In the dancing freight the tall figure c
her daddys master seemed to move, an
a prepare to walk out of the great blac
r frame.
r With one cry of NANNY" she flew
the door, which had been left unlocked fc
q Rose, and darted out of the great hous'
1 II was a quarter of a mile to her daddy
cabin, through dense woods but neithe
v the tall dark pines nor their shadows coul
make her tremble like the portrait,
d She ran like fox down the long avenue
Far ahead, she heard the quick, merry note
d of a banjo. 1t was the young man she ha
e seen in Roses cabin. How like frien
e his voice sounded to her, as he sang, IA
gwine ter leabe yer honey" and how fai
It She ran to him, believing her daddys o
e master had left his frame to pursue her
II Suddenly she heard terrible growl. 81
e knew the sound well. How could she hay
forgotten the dogs
% She stood still, holding her breath, viii
d her wool rose and slowly uncurled, so gre
" was her fear, Then she gave long, lot
. cry, and fell upon the ground and the dol
n held her fast by the new dress which fe
he hours before had made her so proud.
Stan up, honey !" 1t was the banl
N player who spoke.
ID II kant stan up Use dead ~ moan'
d Glory.
mo, You isn't dead, " he returned giviI
b. her little shake and laughing very hard
II Yes, is. Use eaten up"
. Little niggers dat's dead kant tell nu
fin bout what killed 'em. Member da
to an stan up Lor' eff it hain't Glory Di
m ma Dey done tole me yer wuz gwine
tn lib wild Miss Penelope"
so Use gwine home, " said Glory as soon
? she realized that she wasn't eaten u
nd Look like my nanny kant low it.
" you is a bad little niger" said t
I'd banio-payer. "You jes' done tole Miss
nelope dat yer's gwine to lib wild her j
v, ter get all dem good close an ratons, a
en- now you is runnin' away. Is les gwl
m ter tote yer bac', ~
re ''Oh, no, no, no % cried Glory, 'heah
de dress an de stockins an de beads d
Iucin' gev me- an dat's all an Isl
r. gwine ter de big house ter say 'Christn
gift Oh, nebber want muffin no m
of deed doesn't !"
oval, you is curious, suah nuff. Is
yer George Crows gal =
hit. Eyes, is
She had taken off the dress and stockir
cir and the string of glass beads and, as !
spoke, she put them in his hands.
oil He did not speak for a moment III
ad he said Il reckon de ting l ought ter
id, am ter tote yer bac', an low Miss Pencil
ter gev yer gran beatin' but | isn't