Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1892-08-27

"Den ole missus tell de solger bout de Yankee
wat lay sick in de best room, an he say he
gwine talkin' wild him an he go up de stairs an
low dat he so weak hissef dat
he could skasely walk, an he taken to
de cap n just like he is his brudder. It do me
good to see dem two men, an he say by-an'-by
TO Miss Grace, Dis man mus hab some quinine
an whisky right off, an somebody mus 60 to
| de city, he mean 'Gusty, quick an git de quiz
nine. OATS twenty miles away, an Miss Grace,
| she say she go; dey was no man on de place, an
for de army, an dat horse was too wild TO- q
lady to ride, but in spite OBJ all ole missus say
Miss Grace, wild de help OBJ de wimins FUN de
cabins. put de saddle on de horse an she start
out, but fore she 60 de confedrit solger, he
say, You mus hsb gold to buy de quinine,
money, IN dat make Miss Grace
to to- de oap'n an say, .Cap'n, |
mus hab some OBJ your gold money,
pocket full OBJ gold; take it all an welcum, an
I git more Wen gifts WE'LL An sho' as you
lib, Miss Grace tuken out OBJ his coat, dat hanged
on de wall, han'ful OBJ money, an she went up
| by dc bed an che say: i hate Yankees, but
don't want dem to die An de cap'n reach
out de han dat WAS all right an he take hold OBJ
Miss Grace dress an kiss de edge OBJ 1t, an den
he laff, an his eyes twinkle 70 funny, an he
say: Miss Grace. L bet you all ce gold In my
pockets agn glass OBJ wine dat l aint gwlne
to die. You and your good mamma, an Aunt
Rachel amt gwine let me die, an he smile agin'
an Miss Grace she say: 'Cose you amt gwins
to die, but jes hate Yankees Den she fly
| outen de room, an twan't NOR n a mint fore
she on de horses back an flyin down
| de road, an ole missus, she sit down an
cry, she so 'fraid sumpin would happin to dat
| girl. An den cum along de dark an it rained
| cold an drizZlin, an We put wood on de fire
| an jis' sot dere an pray, an Aunt Rachel
she sittin' up in de cap'n's room thinkin' wat
de mex yarb to bile up an glib him, an den we
| heah Miss Grace comm up steps. an we all
| fly to de do, an dat po' girl she almos fly in
| de house, she dat 'fraid, an she all wet.
| 81 tuken piece OBJ light wood an put de
horse in de stable an glib him sum fodder an
wen L cum in, Miss Grace, she talldn fas' she
could bout all de tings she hearn In de city. an
she had lot OBJ tings to tell bout de war,
cause we amt heah much lately an she tuken
outen de saddiebag a small package OBJ de
powders, an she say we used TO pay two
shilluns in money for dat, an now hab to pay
twenty gold dollars for it; an dar is a paper OBJ
needles dat we use to pay five cents for, an
had TO pay two dollars. but We mus hab needles;
| an 1 got you a pound OBJ tea, mother, but
paid two hundred dollars in confedrit money;
so yo ace, mamma, dat is all de money we got for
de las horse we sold; but de money is no
good
AN de missus, she gwine down in de cellar
| an brung up gourd ob wine kase nebber
fin de SLIDER wat ole Izrul dun hid In de woods.
| an she went up to de cap ms room an Aunt
! Rachel she glib him a powder an good swig
OBJ wine, an she sing to him js' de same he
baby down in de black folks cabin. An wen
| Miss Grace look in de room TO she go to bed
| dey was bofe sleepin. Ole Aunt Rachel dun
sung hersef TO sleep in her cheer. An dey glib
de cap'n de powders an de wine, and he gittin'
better ebery day, but he dat weak dat de winter
mos gone fore he could sit up, an de cap'n
he dat nice an he shave hissef wild young Massa
Fred razor, and wen he face all clean an nice
he look jis like young boy, an he put his good
arm round de missu' kind sly like an kiss her
an call her his mamma, an ole missus she like
il. an she cry for old massa an yonng Marse Fred
to cum home. an Miss Grace she say: 'Cap'n
mighty welcome to stay, but she hate Yankees,
an dat make de cap laff rs he sing a chune. An
de spring days cum an de cap'n walk out bit,
! an once in a while cum de news dat Sherman
| solgers gwine way off an ole missus try to find
de SLIDER wat ole Isrul hide in de woods, but
! she can't do it, an de capn say: so many
scallywags gwine bout de country dat better
let de SLIDER stay in de ground. an a gour'd
good nuf for him 10 drink wine outen,' an
den he wink out de corner oh his eve, an ole
| missus say to me: Bring de gourd full OBJ
wine, Liza, an dats all you can hsb today;
mus sabe sum OBJ dat wine for our solgers
Wen dey gifts home An de cap'n
say he hope dat mighty soon, for de cap'n say,
an mus be gwine. NY mother
will think Use dead an it's four
months since l heard word fun home or de
army, an l want TO hab a hand in de wind up
An Miss Grace, she jump up an say, You bet
ter 60 now. l hate Yankees an he jis' turn
wife in de face an laff a little, an she say, You
stay here until my brudder Fred comes home
an he will wind you up. You amt liken all de
confcdrit solgers yit.' An she run in de
house. | heah it all kase Use allas hclpin'
IL Y
de cap,n, he whistle soft to hisself, an den he
walk round de house whar de old missus sittin'
an he smoove his hand ober her hair an talk
| low an quiet to her, an she look up in his
face an cry, and he pulled her head over an
kissed an coaxed her until she stop erwin I
hyar him say dat boz ole an young massa
comm soon, an de soon ober. an ev'y-
| thing viii be all right. and sho' as you is bawn
he makes ole missus laff an bimeby Miss
Grace cum out wild her needlework. an
she call me an say, Liza, bring a book
10 de cap'n to read, an say, Wat kind OBJ
book An she say, Bring de Bible, an bring
two of dem; one Bible amt huff to make a
Yankee good. l hate Yankees An de cap'n
he say he bring book to suit hisse'f an he
gwine i'll de house an fetch ont de best book,
wild q nice kiycr dat's on de SHELF an sittin'
down in de cheer side of Miss Grace, he begin
TO read. Fust she turn up her nose, but de
capn KEEP right on readin, an old missus, she
move up her chair an Miss Grace, she drop her
Wuh ana lis listen.
IAN ole missus, she was maxim q: dress for
Aunt Rachel oaten one OBJ her ole ones kase wes
gettin mighty po', an we hab to patch up ebry-
thing, an wen l cum out to ask wat we gwine
to git TO supper, ole missus was fas asleep in
her rockin' chair, an de cap'n was sittin' bery
close to Miss Grace, an seemed she couldn't
keep her eyes off his face while he was readin'
l jist whisper to Miss Grace. swat we gwine
TO hab 70 SUPPER not to wake up ole
missus TO she hab worry huff, an de cap'n say,
'Seem like We gwine hab company to supper
tonight; better cock huff TO four. Ise
hungry, and jis' like as not sum DO
debbil OBJ solger will cum along dis O
way an want sumfn'; an if dey don't will
eat it all myself; git anything. 1 dun feelin'
like Yankee An he went on readin' to Miss
Grace. was jis' gwine out to call dem to de
table wen l heah Miss Grace holier, and l
| thought she was gwine to lose her senses, an
ey'ybody run to bee, an len git to de do dar
l see Massa Fred, an ole missus an Miss Grace
a hugSin' OBJ him an cryin an takln'
on, an 1 grabbed him by de legs, kase dats de
only place left TO git hold OBJ, an dey all fall
down on top OBJ me, an mos kill me, an de
cap'n " en- he saw de four oh us roliin' on de
porch he laff mos to kill hisse'f. An wen
Miss Grace git up ont oh de tanglement an
| showed down her dress she say: Il hate
Yankees, an kotch hold OBJ Massa Fred az in.
Il went an set de table ober an put on
anadder pate, but seem like de CAPT an Massa