Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1891-07-04

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nog down, en- kinder edge outn de do. Use
handin egg nog en- apple toddy to de company:
Miss Chew was sick OBJ er headache. but
knowed by de look Of him ez Cunel John wa mt
after no good. SO I up'n sets de tray full er
glasses handy to Marse Rlaise, an slips after
him.
'.Cunel John struck out 70 de rose garden,
| which were lonesome nuf in winter. iva mt
no time befo' Miss Chew herself come erlong
down de walk, wild q white scarf ober her
head De Cunel jes' put his arms roun' her
en- drawed Miss Chew close ter him, en- kiss
her pretty lips en- slick her yaller-brown
hair as knowed Marse Blaise nebber das-
sent do. She nebber 70 bid him wunst-she
done o'Rot my Msrse Blaise.
| MY darlin, says cunel John, when is this
to end! Do you think I am made OBJ stone?
when will you go away wild me!'
.'She jes look up at him wild dem pretty eyes
| band:
| cit must end soon, Jack-I cannot bear it
Oh, Jack. cannot be so false to everybody
| Den de cun'el kiss her agin. II. Marse
Blaise could jes' er clapped eyes on him he d
cut his heart clean out, but he didn't spicion
nufin.''
| ".Win You go tomorrow night, lover still
holdin' her in his arms, like he's kinder used
| ter 1t. have it all arranged to have horses
here at the foot of the garden tomorrow night
at 10. You know there are people coming and
they are to dance, SO nobody will observe our
absence. Consent my precious darling What
does it matter about Blaise2 He can never love
| you as do
miss Chev looked jez' ez lovin' at de cunel
ez de cun'el did to her.
"'Do you think SO. JackY SAYS she. Perhaps
he will not care much, and am so miserable,
says she.
- am sure Of it. Chev. my beautiful.
Blaise cannot love as do. We must go and be
happy, says de cunel, wild dat mighty smoov
tongue er his'n.
so dey fl it up to run away cross de line
into Norf Caroliny de next night a: TO- when
der dancin' was gwine en- en- de fiddles en- tam
| niGgers from er hearn' oh 'em.
| Il mind ole mistis' lockwood en- heard cherry
word OBJ dat business. l knowed Of Marse
Blaise c0tch er bref er Cune! Johns doin's wild
marry him some dat Chuesday two weeks, Use
sartain Ell sho' dere wouldn't be hyar er hide
lef or Cunel John top O. dis yeth.
| "Dey went on back TO. d. house; Miss Chev
| slip inter de back do, en- rs handin' apple
jack roun' agin when do cunel walk hisse'f
inter de room, mighty nconsarned like, en-
| lowed hed been chattin' ole Sim IN long err de
| wedder tomorrow night.
| us kinder Uneasy in my mind all day, en-
after de white folks he'd ct dinner gan to see
Miss Chew want er noticein' de cunel, an de
| cunel was er shyin' off from Miss Chev.
| Crowds OBJ comp'ny come dat day, mostly
| gwine to stay till after de weddin' Miss
| Chevs cheeks were red ez hot Goals, en- her
|
neber muffin ez could hole er candle to her in
de state, but she beat herself dat night
smilin' ez gay ez er bird. Marse Blaise
he's mos beside hisse'f, he's dat pleased, kase
she's so soft en- kind to him. After bit L gins
| to see dat de Cunel war droppin' back to de
side do, but Miss Chew she was er dancin wild
| Marse Blaise. All twunst she flung her frock
agin er chur en- to- er greet long slit in it.
| There nov. Biaise, she says, er holdin' it
aaa w hat mn hov 7
have it mended' Wild dat she run off upstairs,
en- TUX notice dat de cunel had done drop
mssef outn de do, en- was gone, en- TUX no.
| tice, too, ez 1t wur ten minutes to 10.
"'Well, SEE to myself, Forty, you've got
| to be spry of you tree dat COON Jest steps
| up to de major-Miss Chevs father-en ak him
| to step out. Marse Blaise, he's er calling to
me, Forty, you rascal. where your
| nebber let on ez heerd. Me'en der major
| went out, only he's slow en- grand like in his
motions, en- is turrible feared dey'd git er
start on us. Now, you see, de major wur er
greet hunter, SO sneak Marse Blaise's gun out
ez 60.
he.
"'Why, sah,' says I. don't you member dat
big gum tree back er der rose garden? Eff we
kin creep up ter it, dere's de biggest 'possum
sittin' up in dat tree.
The devil there u.s. burst out de major
Give me that gun, Forty, en- go ahead at a
well, sab, 1 didn't lose no time er gettin
dere mighty quiet. SOS not to skeer dat
'possum. We come out'n de bushes spang
| on Cum John jis er helpin' Miss Chev on de
| Trailing dress.
DE major, he gins to cuss de cunel, en-
claps de gun ter he shoulder, en- swars he kill
| him Miss Chew she turned white ez def. She
jump down from de saddle, en- hung on to de
major, er begin pitiful 70 de cunel.
''Well. sah tween de gun de cnseip' do
| major made sho't wuk er dat runaway bisness.
He make Cunel John clar out dat mint aback
er de crltter he'd fetched, en- he tole him ez
he'd shoot him on sight, If he eber sot eyes on
him in Virginia. Den he tux en- made Miss
Chew promise to marry Marse Blaise eff she
didn't he was er gwine after e'cunel en- shoot
him anyway.
miss Chev knowed he'd do it eff he said SO.
en- he'd done said it. She shuck en- trimbled
like er leaf but de ma or wur in err towering
rage en- dere wa n no foolin' with him. So
she gin in en- promise to marry Marse Blaise;
but it wur mighty faint, g if she's about to
die, en- she look turrible struck down, en- white
| en- skeered.
'.De major carry her straight back to de
house, en- sh 3 glad huff to sneak up ter her
room widout nobody er ketchin' OBJ her
well, sab, de wust err 1t was, dat no sooner
had de major done shet de do, den he called
| TO me ter come en- show him dat possum.
tole him de scrimmagin he'd done driv off de
possum.
'''You best not tell this cussed affair to po'
Baise, says the ma jOr to me. 1t will all come
right. an the pc boy would be badly cut up
Il won't say nothing says l; but, young mas
tab, wish to Lord he'd tOle my Marse Blaise,
but didn't-no. sab, / didnt-twa'n't no use
den; but wish I'd or tole HIM.
Forty stopped abruptly.
my Marse Blaise" evidently held the fore
most place in the affections of the old servitor.
He forgot to crack the aged whip, rejuvenated
by a new horsehair lash-neglected to turn the
lank mail bag or remark on the signs OF the
moon as to the weather.
''Well, you see, sab, he began again, "Cunel
John he jes cleared out. en- nobody couldn't
tell why, 'ceptin en- savin' dat he'd done it
afor en- nobody hedn't time to vase on him.
Miss Chev she KEEP to her room purity much
tell de weddin'. Dey said she's ailin.'
and twur de trufe. She done tu'n
white dat night. when de major
bounced down on EN-. en- she KEEP er tn min
| winter Ell whittier. Her pretty eyes crowd
bigger en- bigger. 1t seemed like she done guy
up singin' en- latin. Marse Baise wur
skeered out'n his wits long er Miss Chew He'd
hang er roun her Ell watch tell she'd get wor-
| rited en- say, DO 60 away, Baise; you will
| have me always; why can't you leave me in
| peaceT
'.Marse Blaise set it al; down to her bein'
| sick, and didn't poster Ler no way. but lef her
| ter herself en- got as patient ez a lamb
| Come to think OBJ it, dunno how sech er maste'
| full man, nebber usen ter be crossat, like
Marse Blaise could er been SO humorin' Ell