Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1889-08-15

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cs3Sw niE.ess fozn' hin, IN til htn up -
= he.us. Ois nzis - doas ssen - ronin
up d big laale M - ~ gib q saesrA On
.uriu' "a her glib wzy IN DE- blood - CONS
ousa ber nsouf and shs pumped down dead
tpoL Dan boys den come hact to Ar.-insau
~ Dc funerl Evyboiy 'spec.sd ter sre deus
bpys q chiilern- Bat my, nys deas boys
done crossed up an bot nv 'esn done gos i..iss
ssache4 Eyyboiy mighty surprised wien
CID rrsrses will vas done read lie done M
eyythinz ter ole mis- an dar she wuz DID
same day Aarse's swo chillern gittin' Is al 4
en- poor MARI ReSis be got nriHn Whsz
Min 'Ouiss foun' out dat be got muffin Ca 4
said ter him: Regis. got sr heap niors'aI I
need; wish cat you'd take harf uv hit, 1
Mare Re.ic he jes' turned right white, Tut |
lis arm ,rosiixl Nix 'OEise an toie her: .-lsy \
.er Lord ble.s you, Dilse. but l cArn'i &C \
hiL' An tIs tears j=.' come eui'n bot drrs |
eyes Narse Reggie - thunk Mis- UuisS
lubhed him like 'er brudlicr. but knowd |
bet:er'n dat. Sle jes' wassis..Iq-d de groun |
be walked on An dem Toys, bof CIV 'ein, - |
vunhuppe,i Iiss Florie. Bout err year artes |
ole marse's death I wuz setfin' Oh de front
cutlery er playful de hanio for Mis- 'Ouisa.
larse Regis an Mis Florie wuz settin at d.
lrbbcd Ler, an arxksd her ter marry him.
Miss Flor.e, size up an said, kinder lariin''
WHAT Marry q poh mani No. Resie,
l n.u.' Lab nionsy ter make me ct
hapuy CONAN An he sail: 'F!orie,
you make big mistake. An you hab brokf
cr kolles. mans heart An bis voice sii'las
TRINIDAD, an shuk ez ef sump'n wuz er hurtiI
hin, nlisl.y bad l jes glib one look at Mia
,Ouis@, c..ss sise'd heerd il, too. The WI "a
wbise & dat China boie dar. got up orfn
de stsI1. al weI.t out dar In de night a cried
jos Ike er little baby, case | luobed Aarse
Reggie an do mex day he LET de house Hn
went ncrf ter lib. Miss 'Ouise, size neoer let
on, but dis Niger knowed dat her heart was
broke la two Not long after Marss Re.sie
done Coue. Marse John and Miss Florie so''n
mars;d. Den wux gran weddp, Teas An
al darncin', on all sorts oh -falutin CONS
on. But Mars Regie, lie warnt Oar, an dsr
warnt 10 sort oo fun fur Miss 'Ouise e. me-
fur We WE 10 only pussons dat eber thua1 Oh
him durin' dat feastiu' time. reckin- Bout
croppin' time Miss 'Ouise, she tux sick. an !
beieeb ,er Ill. day she Jes' died OBJ er busted
hart She done del, an now dis poi ole
uigger VILE pow lie lonesome. Marse JOHN
al Mss Florie wuza'E 'ssreeable ter one aaud-
der, an dey listed ter taJ some drefie FUSES
An long bout dc tine when tie cotton
blooms get pink an den blood red, Hiss
Florie, shc tuk'n en- got orful thin an pohiy,
an she'd come inter de garden TN jes'
walk up AM down, cryin' amazin,. An
den oncest l heerd her say: 'Oa,
Rcgic, my los darlin', l done foun' ous
de mistake; fur I dubbed you ! vuz
In do family room ono ebnin az Miss Florie
wuz sleep Oh dc sofy an Marse John he WIZ
settin' dnr readin. An she mum5led sump'n
in her dream Mnlse John. he jes' jumped
toward her an ko.ched her arm, biz face jes'
az black cz hit could be- He kinder shul. Ecr
an said 'Ef cher heer you mershun Ee-gi-
maid Stant'n's name a. IN jos kill you She
didn't say nu!in at fust, but she jes' tossed her
head in Go aar liEy u-ed ter, den she
frew hcrse'f Gown Oh &c foli an jes' moaned
an said, 4 ish,s te. Cod you would an
oend Law trubbies an Misty Den
de waa bru.' outeu an ,iarse John got er
compny an went orr wild de Confedr'l'S
An jes.' az soon az lie wuz ou.'n de Zig gate.
eb'ry che oh do trifn' niggers Oh dis byar
place skidaddled Oar wuz n'body le-' but
lie an Vimie ter take Ecer oh Miss Florie an
de crop Bime an by. er whole lot er Yam
KEGS come frew here an TUX up dere quarters
Ut dc hi. house. An, boss, who you reckin
wuz &c cap'n oh teni Bress your heart,
DoeS, 'tNus llafSe l.tRlt, ne st1ytl uyaE lOb
some time an Miss Floris she frightened up
pow'fic an went 'roun' lookin' ez bright an
purity ex ef she'd done growed ter be er
chile ug'm. One afternoon WIZ out'n de
Eel benin de gin house an / heerd
de arlelles' racket an shootin an yellin' up
ter de house. | jes' let go de plow han'l an
| lef de mules an started iur de house ter help
| Miss Flo.ie, but boss, when / done come up
| ter de barn gate somebody on er boss jes'
| jes' pnted er big boss pistol at me an l
couldn't go no furcr; jos turned an cooned
| fur dc bisgei' woods in dis op'nin. An bout
| shutdown come out'u de boiler tree whar l
| he'd bin fur two pow lie long hours, an went
| long de Lioh fence back ter de house. De
| shootin' done stopped an wuz comm mighty
fas, too, when seen Miss Florie III dc field
kinder stoopin' ober sumpn. l parsed two
| err free d. al sogers, some oh dem WARM gray
close AR o.lcrs blue. l come up ter Miss
! Florie an dar she WIZ II nol,lin poor Marse
| Il gie's head on her knee an or tryin ter stop
de blood dat wuz er oozin' outen err hole in his
forehead. I hepped Miss Florie bar him ter
de settin room an lay him on de sofy.
H. couldn't talk emmy, but eff his eyes
could hab tole her be dubbed her
dey mus hab did 70 den. He jes'
he'll fas' ter her han. His BRET come
fasser an fasser. At larst he CAB er gasp an
Miss Florie kotched him up in her arms. Wild
his golden head on her breas', poor, poor
Marse Reggie lef dis worl She jes' -ot dar er
kissn oh his face an lookin' kinder fierce
Jes' den heerd er 'sploshun behine me, an
lookin round mighty quick dar stood Marse
John in his gray scjer close, W l er smokin'
pistol in his han. 60 jine your damned
lover, he jes' scd, an run out'n de doh. Miss
| Florie she done fell right across de body OBJ
poor Marse Reggie, an de blue OBJ his coat wu1
all ober streakei wild de red blood dat gushed
frum her breas'. An dem two wuz jined at
las. Marser. de good Lord didn't kecr did
He, wheeler Marse Reggie wore do blue or de
grayr
The old negro now sobbing rs II his
heart would break, faltcred, wavered and
completely broke down in his story. He
sobbed out the remainder OF the snd recital
"Marse John wuz killed in one OBJ de fights
roun Vicksburg in dat year. An, marser,
out'n dar under dat swamp willer on de
banks Oh dc blob dar is only one grade, but in
hit dar lays de bodies oh Miss Floric an
Marss Reggie. An dar amt no mob Garlan's,
| boss Northumberland Garlan's,"
Uncle Danieis tale was told. His old eyes
and young heart wept sorely a. he repeated,
over and over again, IAN dar amt no mob
Garlans.r
went to the big house. and As sank to
Sleep breathed fervent prayer, Sod b
merciful to poor, faithful Uncle DanL"