San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1890-04-29

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the new risen moon; a gOodly young fell
low, tall, broad shouldered and straight
as an arrow; his great brown eyes, his
curling dark hair, his straight nose and
rounded cheeks, his broad forehead, and
his mouth and chin with the silky, red
brown beard of early manhood, old Gil
bert knew by heart.
"How dye, Mawse Nicholas! huh you
do?" he shouted with a chuckle of ex-
uberant delight. as he stumbled up the
steps of sawn blocks.
why, where in thunder did YOU come
from cried Nicholas. "Anything the
matter at home?"
" No, Mawse Nick, doan you be I'M
easy. De is all peart. Hits jes' me,
come fur change
" Aha! come -courtin'!" Nicholas
returned with q laugh. Cant fool me;
you're gotten up TO kill"
Now, Mawse Nick! Pokin' fun at
dis ole Niger! come a-puppose to see
you. Pears lax hits so lonesome ter de
Hill, douten you: en- Missle-vrey, she
sont you box o goodies. I'll jes' step
back en- fetch EN- Outen de Cyart"
But Nicholas forbade. Here, Virgil,
go bring in those things" he commanded
a negro boy who was hanging about the
piazza. Hungry and tired, reckon
you arc, old man."
NO, Mawse Nick, ain 50 hongry;
but ridin' is pow'ful stitfenin', en- eff you
please, sub, I'll jes' drap down here on
de steps. Hits monS'tous good sight
jes' ter look at We, Mawse Nick"
"Well, I'm not sure but the sentiment
is reCiprocated in my own personality"
Nicholas responded sonorously.
"Wha' dat, Mawse Nicholas:'
"WEat mean to say replied Nicho-
las, with due gravity, lis, that the visual
perception Of your material essence awak-
ems a sensation in the cardiac region that
completely eliminates any inclination to
dependency"
"Mawse Nicholas" said old Gilbert, in
solemn admiration, "you orter go bout
de kentry talkin' politics, you ort! You'd
git lected ter somethin', sho' ez shootin'.
But min now. Mlwse Nick" he sudden
ly interrupted himself, starting up, dat
boy ortcr BE- mighty l,erful how he han'les
dem ting5, he nc It BUS de bottom Outen
dat box what liisale-virey put dc Goodies
in. En- dere's my rumberillI" he ex-
claimed, excitedly, as Virgil staggered
through the gate. Min how Won tote dat
rumberilla, yol plantation nigger!
Han tcher! You gwan brck dem ribs,
en- den what: Dshyer rumberila is
older den YOU is, Mawsc Nick he ex-
piained with pride, as he spread it open
to satisfy E:l--,-ls ,h&t it Was u2Jroken.
Hit was " san law gin him to" I2c,
en- Ise tolcd hit over you many'5 de
time, when YOU WIZ q baby. We doan
see no SIGH ev'ry day." he declared, shut
ting the umbrella with Il snap, and turn
ing to caution Virgil about the box.
missy charged me to tell you deere is
sugar heart IN dat same box sac Sont
you, MawSe Nick, Diet she kissed it when
she wropped hit up
Dear little sister," Nicholas sighed,
half to himself. How l wish she were
nearer my own age
'Dere's Miss Flora, you know" said
Gilbert, insinuatinglv. "She's gwan on
10. GIory! Mawse Nick, you jes' orter
see Miss Flora sense she come home outen
school. he way she can clatter de pi-
amer, tuJbe sho! En- she's ez pretty ez
pink
Red head and frcckled face?" said
Nicholas.
"Now, Naw,e Nick! Youtcrbo ioiin'
dat way, when you know Mis-, Flora is
got hair lax de inside o a chiuCaIiu burr.