Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1889-12-23

undergo . change Hs, TOO. would recall
some scsns which wsrs bsfoss bar ntndb
eye, and which panied h1 even more thAs
ths prospect u death. He would vass 10 b
back 1t the plantation % De day they laid
her In . grave among thu other slAv0. II b
could 10 at Oaklavn b. would lAy Aowers 90
hef colin and look ndly On her face. With
the 6owers might Be some red ross Ike tho.s
b. once tvinsd among hsf raven re.sa
She moved down 70 the eddying watsrs
sdgs and laved hsr hand in IT. A d.niine
dAGh from the clouds reveals the rugged rive
bottom Mod ciogzsd logs and monster sitmy
bowiders hs In repose shsret Absenfiy shs
sosses . stone into tbs whispering, subhls
serswn liquid-thus would she dnk, ays hss
long, unbound hair, which would throw out
it many arms TO the stream's eiutehes Shs
would lie thsss among tboss anny and creep
ing thing1; they would crawl over her face
with thar tiny fest and crunching hungry
mouths, and rest In the orbits Of her sys -
they might In the crevtcs Of . stone.
She shuddered but shs knew she should not
know It, She hersslf would not b there, for
chs would be 1t ress--rcss, sweet rest Bot
she would not want them TO have trouble 10
fading her the morrow. She bad reed
bow people we're traced 20 their watry
grave by some part Of their attire bsing isff
on the shore. She must Lave somsthtng.
The ribbon In her hair will suffice. Shs un-
ties 1t from her warm mas OF hair, md
makes Q bow Of IL . bush. She reznsn-
tusrs now ths1 she s>sAysd to teach Harry 70
the a bow once; - this thought WARNS her
mind she fingers and draws the bows flying
ssr.amers In and out 70 make its paru
smooth Then she unlaces her Shoes and
bs~ss them On the shore behind her.
Hsr features are now passive. She won
ders II the plunge into blackns.s vii give hsf
pain. Something touches her On the ahoul
der.
It is suz-tte, with cleaning eyes and heav-
ing bosofn
mo, no, honey she pants, after her hard
running mo, at amt right You tex yo'
Ill shoes, my precious baby. my onliss' I'LL
girl Yer le'ms put um on fur you No, my
chile amt gwine TO forgit vat de Good Book
az. You mus put yo' trus' In Him en- never
shrink hack He mus try His sheep. but Is
ali in His name. know what you il got in
yo' mind but, honey, dat amt de bes' way.
You mus bear up De IAwd got His eye on
you, hind at black cloud up deb, same - Dc
moon kiversd over Now, honey, lay yo'
haid in my lap dss lax you ulster, she went
On psruaxively, pulling the stunned girl
down upon the sand. II done been prayin',
en- now Gawd sen me light Ats right, cry
In xwine do you good Now lay still mus
talk ter de IAwd ergin. kase kin $50 you Is
gittin In dc reconcile way.
"IAwd, my greet master" then prayed
Susetts, with upliftsd eyes and her hand on
Maries tresses. - the girl sobbed in her lap.
"IAwd, you know all bout me en- dis yer ill
chile done been comm ter you time On
srpin On got new strength; but good LAwd,
dis yer is de wuss yit-wusn all put togerr,
She nsed some hep FUN high up, for she il
sore 'pleIsd Wild de cup at won't pas or
now. LAwd, gwins hush up now, but Tn
still waitin' Dis do seem lax it wrong, but
you know bes', en- me en- her u willin' ter
'bids by yo' will. Hep us ter keep weAlls
feet In dc narrow road. I done fssl su bmis-
sive, IAwd, but show de po' ill chile. too,
LAX 20 done show me. Amen"
The humble supplicator dropped her trem-
bling lips upon the white neck in her lap.
and both were still for a moment. Then Su-
sstte whispered earnestly:
"Pray-pray ter I'm. honey
Susetts-could feel the girls dumb lips
moving IN her apron Then silence fell upon
the pair. save the murmuring Of the tapping
water and the voice Of the wind in the trees
on the mountain.
"MAmmy"-the virgins beautiful face
rose from Suzett-s lap damp with tear.
What, honeyf'
II know was wrong, and you are right.
God shows me now" The wide sleeves fell
from the white, soft arms that stole round
the womans yellow neck, and the young face
was pressed close against the old 1T seemed
like | Just could not stand it., the young
voice continued. Let's go home now. God
put me by birth in Jake's race, but proudly
rebelIed, and had my vain soul placed on .
higher worldly life, and 30 locked my Creator
out Of being. will do a. they say"
She shuddered as they walked arm in arm
homewsrd
NANNY" pr emily.
"Yes, my cliile'
"Will you always stay by meF
"Ez Gnwd Il nv helper
but, nanny, you must keep on praying.
| will need IL God must not quit my side"
The clouds we're thiining; waves of moon
light fell oYer the rolling lands. All WAS
quiet on the planta ion. White Marie, by
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