The Memphis appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1886-1890, 1886-05-30
"OLD MA 1MY CHLOE.'

The carriage is waiting beside the door,
ana Co' EAR, the coachman, stands,
sadly caTessing the iron grays,
Awaiting the mistress commands.
lie may well be proud of his noble steeds,
Champing their bits so gay,
And the coach with its harness glittering
bright,
But his heart is sad to- day.
For he hears tho sound of weeping within,
And be thinks of the dreadful news,
SO lately brought TO the loving heart
Now making its last adieux,
The master is wounded, and dying, perhaps,
And tears are now falling fast,
AS the faithful slave stands sOrrowing there,
And thinks of the happy past.
Alb We he remembers the beau iful boy,
His playmate in childhood and youth,
Who had ever been to hIs simple faith
d, model Of goodness and truth.
Together they learned OF a SaviOr's love,
As they stood by "Ole mistis' knee;
Together ''Ole mamuy's" heart they shared
And frolicked in boyish glee.
Again no st' nds BY the bed of death,
- Where the dear ''Ole mistis" lies,
Calmly awaiting the summons hence,
To her home hey )nd the skies,
| Cesar" she said, IAN her voice was low
! An sweet as do birds in June;
! An, know dati Heaven she's singin' now,
Wild her golden harp in tune
| Caesar" she said, al am going home,
Ny words mus he faint an few,
| But leave, to guido you, the Dressed words,
To God an your master be true"
And now, as he pats their flowing names,
He thinks Of those iir-Od days,
When first he mounted the carriage box,
Andteined up the irOn-gr
Ola Billy, the coachman, mad feeble grown,
And CWsar, in all his pride,
Must go, IN his brand new livery,
To bring home the fair young bride.
And then he remembers the sOrrOwiul time,
Whom grief fll6 d his own young heart,
Whom told that from Phillis, tho girl he
loved,
lie soon will be called to part.
But no goes, as of old, to young Mars
Ned"
~, And is trouble straghtway confdes,
The young lovers heart is soon made glad,
And Phillis becomes his bride.
An now deytsil me dis drriful war
Is to set all do niggers free;
No white folks in q i de Ian, I'm sho',
Are so happy rs Phillis an me-"
Now Caesar must mount and away once more;
-, ole gray, you mus trabbel las"
III? hears the sound of his 'dy,,s voice,
'Mtts Claire is comm at las"
The little ones cling round the mother still,
She kisses them o or and Ger,
Then sadly enters the waiting coach,
While tire fO0tman opens the door.
just then the shrill tones Of woman g voice
IL, Was borne on the autumn wind,
stop, children, StoDl IL will never do
To leave NANNY Chloe behnd;"
fastening around the gravoled walk
che comes in her Sunday dress,
snow-white turban encircles her head,
And her 'kerohiefi is crossed on her breast,
with her sun-bonaet now in her frightened |
grasp,
A soft, warm shawl on her arm,
She Is fully prepared all hardships to brave,
And shrink from no danger or harm.
oh, NANNY the Borrowing lady cries,
"HOu are too feeble and old
For such n journey-tbe way Is long,
And the weather is growing cold,
Ikn yOur kind haaFt. NANNY
lie beating warm and true,
But in the dreary hospital
=, Ihere'll be no place for you"
oh honey, she gasps in a voice Of woe,
my place Is by young Mars Ned;
1 We nussed en- all, from ole Miss down,
I've watched by 'em Twin an dead.
Desc arms was de fust dat ever held
My young Mars Ned whom babe;
Brudders an sisters, pv6nussed 'em all,
From dc cradle all down to dc grade.
An nuw in de hospittle far away
He's mOanin' an pinin' Ikno',
No matter who's dar. he'll be sure to fine
A place for Ole Nanny Chloe.
VIII, honey, you has good rite, kno',
. To say mus stay hehine;
But, Mistis, fore God, l tells you now,
. Some Nhare on de road you'll fine
Ole Nanny ChlOe-shc will go afOOt-
, You may fine her cole and dead,
But Twill shO' to DO only on de rode
Dat loads her to young Mars Nedl"
Lucy Walton Fletcher, in June Biuouac.