Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1889-07-04
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heard year ana half before on hts last
visit to the dear old farmhouse,
The voice was also heard by the wounded
man and praying gtri,
'tFatherp said Albert, starting up and
leaning on his elbow.
"FathBrl" cried Lille, springing TO her
fact Then, foy the first time, Colonel
Msson's presence was discovered "Oh,
Euke--Luke-LnfeI z" she cried. flinging
her arms about his neck Mr.. Neff en-
tered, and. for a moment, stood gazing in
amazeRent
SWall, / dcclar, what do e al meant" he
fpaily gasped.
Explanations were soon made and Mr.
Neff told how that he had come near TO
k4ttseurg Landing hepiBg 10 soc his son,
and tilaE ha learned thaA he was wounded
and got some very nioo soldiers to show him
to the place Upon examination of Albert's
wound Luke was soon satisfied that it was
not necessarily fatal. But IL was evident
that Colonel Morgan was dying, and could
live but a few hours at most. He was still
strong, however, ana told them that he was
shot on the second day when the fighting
was almost over. He had fallen back sew
erahhundred rods from the enemy and was
riding saong ridge when q single rifle-shot
rang cut from the bushes on his left and he
fell pierced In the breast by bullet
"My boy, my brave Jasper, made his es-
cape, trusA hope, Colonel Mason, II ever
you meet him you win be as kind to him as
you wevo 10 my daughter when you protect
cd our home from the recruits. He and
Elsie are all have unless unless"
"UnAess whats" asked the Colonel.
'1Hhe other one be livlng.n
''Of whom are you tal1lng9 What other
one do you mean, Colonel MorganW Luke
aaked, knowing full well that the man had
not long 10 live, and that whatever he had
70 say must be said Immediately.
ri once had a child two years older than
Jasper. But when an infant-a mere in
fant--the child was stolen from me-" He
broke down and wept, as recollections of
his loss came TO the dying man. "Ahi If
could but know that he was alive, and had
been trained 20 be an honorable man,
couid do happy"
"Sfassa Morgan, l kin tole ye,m said
BlackhawlA ct this moment stepping for
wand. The words of the dying man had
meIbed the stony heart of the African.
"Whc are Youf" asked Mr.. Morgan, gaz-
ing az the negrs as II he had never seen
him before
kn0w Big Pete who ye use ter own down in
ole Tennessee, an who Dich Sneed, yer
oOerseer. use ter whupire
"Pcte-Pete-Pete; Is n youf Where
have you heeus"
"It am too much 20 ten, massa; but doan'
We remembeF sendin' off my po' wife en-
leetle body 10 New Orleans TO DO sold. i
guess &c war Sneed who tole We 10, case he
hate me vus den de debil, and use ter like
ter yvhup me- Wall, massa, l stood all dc
whuppiur, but / loved my wife an POI
leetle black baby g. much dat, whom We sole
'em, | aald I'd make ye sorry, too. run
away an lived for six weeks IN the Tonnes
see mountains like ey ground hog, an one
day etoAe back 20 dc house an when dc
biacR nuss one dag brought de baby to do
| field I stole il from wha she'd sot IL down
| 70 piolz come berries. Oar war yaller
Handkerchief dat do gal had gi5 dc baby 70
| play wild, an when run Of wild him int
de woods no hel on ter dat handkerchief.
| didn't know what TO do wild de baby. Ifus
thought ID kill il, but it looked up at me 81
pretty wild It's sweet little eyes dat / couldn't
I wandered about wild il for weeks, an
stayed wild 10 a long time in dis ole cabin
l stole grub for IL an mysef, too, den
black its face an go 70 Quaker, an tole
| HIM / was q runaway Niger an wild N,
baby, an he TUX me by night, hidin' cher,
| day till we got inter Missouri, an den h
| foun' one day dat de black come of d
baby's face, an dat il war white. He wa
| goin' to tell on me, but run away frum hin
wild de chile, an trabel up de Missouri rive
long way. l tried TO throw the baby in d.
water ter drown, but cherry time l try it d.
| little baby look in my face an smile, an
can't
"One day / went 70 house way UP de
river 20 steal sumfin TO eat for me an d.
chile. Ebery body war in de field, an in d.
place war an ole big wooden cradle. stole
it and corked II up tight as boat, an tYin
de yaller handkerchief bout de baby's head
put it asleep in de cradle and pushed it out
| In de river"
Luke here was abaut 10 interrupt the
narrator, but Mr. Neff said.
mo, don't do Z now Let m 20 on