Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1886-12-24

dat, honey an she look at me earnes' TO- min.
ute, an den she say, Nance, do look like woman
'.Nex' day her cousin KEN to her an say, 4Cap'1
Potter is berry much in Tub Wild YOU an he axed mt
She say, smilin' ali de time, zen him deres pre-
"Dat night Missa Lisa wen out ridin' wild him
hang1n' down her back, like de ladies did in den
days. Wen dey KEN home she had big bunch OF
an She say, son Ike, Glib you one, an he lear
ODER an Kiss her ham an ride away, an doan
| say as how he warnt han'sOme man enough.
| Dat chen dey glib ball down at de stones, an
Missa Lisa she war all In white, and wild her ahm:
an neck bar, an de Cap'n nebber ler her side d.
whole time or took notice Of any else lady Ions
grounds by de I'LL lake, an he say, sYo' muSn' g(
outen de night air outen a wrap an she say
Mnsn ~ an walk street out, an o. cose he had tt
"Longin' about seven minutes, wen arter bel
| 10 carry her wrap shawl, an she was a-standin
sayin,, st was because loved you So
"'What sort OF love was. it?' her voice full o.
deSpiSery as she answered him. what sort of love
was 1t dat try an ruin an innOcen' chile?
my only fault was lovin' you too well say he
| 81 should wish, she say, TO be loved less an
better; an she was a-leavfn him all stir an cold
| when he turn so pleadin' and hansome to her, an
| call, 'Janiev specs it muster been de name hi
hod o S h eer o .of s SSd nun as sw
| she was walktn' in de dark, an she say, paul
Paul! II only could trus' your and he a-sayin'
| 'Den thought knowed how it 'ud all en-, an
] crep' back to de house. But no tellin' wild den
sort OF women; fo' along tod midnight she ken
Yes vii low moan. I neoSer could forget il
Pa1 Its nsd f4 head ane
| you Tub him.? an she say: yes, do, Nance; but
could nebber beliebe in him or tris' him. Tel
"De mex day but one we started back to de little
! cottage, Missa Lisa white an tired-lookin like
| she war arter her pas def. She warnt nebbel
weaker. E6ery day we'd GO up TO de bIufTs, an
she stay tell dusk Almost, rin' to do de same ting
"About March bad cough came. Her mother
died alonger de sumption, SO dat den we knOwed
1t wouldn be long to de en-. One OBJ US sot up mos
One night in May, about dusk, she say, Nance,
hear a voice; look out at de window An say
| Oar IL no one dar, my lub An presently she say
| is not heahr HE is comm, she say wild such q
reS'ful smile, a-layfn' her head back on de pillow
An de stranges part was dat de door did open jes
den, an dar he stood! But not long, TO- MiSSa Lisa
she sOt up an held out her hans to he an he hold
her as close an precious as a little babby, an he
Of weilness; shall die, but yo' viii Be- Wild me-
shall nebber leave you again. he answer Den he
say, nebber leabin go OBJ her TO- single minute
Nance, go TO- Mr. Vincent'-he war de ole preacher
| 'an' bring him heah right away
81 sOnt my son John, an when de minister come
he mar'd dem right dar. Cap'n Potter, he gev' dc
so bright an smiin, From Mrs. Paul Porter an
den de Cap'n an MiSsa Lisa look at each other an
she smile her own sweet, happy smile again.
"All dat long night he SOt Oar side her, hOldtn
her in he arms fannin her an givin' her de drinks
| and med cine, tell bout O'Clock see look on
her face nebber see dcre befO',-grey an ashy
like. / cried 'Cap'n! Cap'n! An he say, Nance,
go To- de doctor quick.
II SOnt my son John agin an we try to bring de
POI deah arOun'; but it Warnt good, TO- jeS' as
de mOnin' broke, she say, paul? An he say,
MY darlin" It'll be lonesome for me even there,
| 'thOut you. You'll conner An he say with sObs
in he frOat, 4 shall try, JAMIE GOOD bye, Nance
she say, deah, good Ole Nance, an John, too. An
now, Paul. a long goodbye, TO am going
"De day jes' broke as she died. We buried her
here, right by de cliffs which she was so fond Of
an watches her."
captain Porter" ask.
''De Capn he die Ony two weeks arter Missa
Lisa. Fell ODER de cliffs, an was DROWN acct
dental; so dey say. HOwsOmeyer, l allus thought
but den, OATS not here nor yOn."
The katydids chirped their persistent contradic-
lions; the fret1ies played weirdly in the shadows;
white wnd-clOudS flOated over the tops of the pine
trees; an early mOOn-beam struck the white cross
as the old darkey wiped the tears from her eyes
On the corner OF her plaid shawl.
'COme into de cabin, chile an wahm yO'Sef TO
you goes down to de sho'. Heah, yOu!"-tO one OF
the cornsacks-"Meke dat fire BUM! Heah me
Bring pine! Hickory No, hickory won do Pine
pine! tOle yer!' ELLA LOUISE MCCARTNEY.