Santa Fe daily New Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1885-1897, 1894-04-30

been so full Of sort of high bred defer
ence and courtesy that she was perfectly
at ease with him. Years before, when
the father Of this polite young man was
a slave and drove the carriage Of Colo
mel Porcher in Charleston, distin-
guished foreigner once said to his own
CT: Rarely have l met i'll all my tray-
els any man with such fine manners as
your carriage driver. There is something
about him which makes me think of an
exiled prince, and, what is to me perfect
ly wonderful, his bearing, while so re-
spectful, does not suggest the slave. "
With this inherited tendency, added
to an education at Hampton, no wonder
that Fontain Clayton had been CLASH
fed by Diana as equality an no kin to
buckra, no wonder that he had found
a way to her ready liking, her untutored
affection. No wonder that she allowed
her heart to overflow and talked to him
of her "Dromaky" as freely as child
prattles of it's doll.
''You done help me SO much / gwine
let you set in Dromaky's cheer. OATS
it wild de red ribbon bow tied to de
back. Dat chile like pretty things She
an two turn 'omans-teacher 'omans,
lack my gal-done rent room in At
lanta. Hit got sorter little pretty closet
room open off to one side whar Dromaky
Sleep Dc turn teachers got foldin bed
what look lack bookcase in de day
time. Dey gifts dinner at arestyroom an
rests dar awhile, an dey buys bread all
cooks cocoa an tea an SIGH lack fur
brealfas' an dinner. Dromaky is so
peart an so little dey calls her de little
'Joree. One day when wuz dar dey
wuz all sittin roun de fire. Dromalay
got de Scribbler's Magazine, a-readin,
an me a-knittin pair Nv wool stockin 5
dat all de kind lil1es-an Miss Simp-
sons-she de old maid niger oman
whar teachin. She amt got much sense.
She go polzin roun lack she doan' know
what she thinkin bout, an nobody else
doan' know nuther. She sot dar a-readin
poetry book. Dat all she talk bout,
poetry an poetry, tell hit fair made me
sick
"Dat turr oman is q Yankee niger,
an she wear glasses, an she mighty fris-
kylike an full NV devilment. She keeps
'em all Lvened up like dey got some
sense an some understandment. like
dat oman. She de one got ter meek de
cocoa dat night. She het de water an
den go to de cupboard to get de cocoa.
All NV suddint she drap down on de
floor an jes bust out a laughin. Dat lit
tie Dromaky she jes' got ter gigglin
den, all she giggle an giggle, dough she
doan' know what she gigglin bout. Dat
poetry oman jes' sot dar lack a fool all
make out she doan see nuthin. De Yam
kee oman laugh so de tears coined in
her eyes all cloud up her spectacles. She
jes' pinted to de cupboard, al Dromaky
rocked back in de cheer, laughin most tc
death an sayin, SITS tide milk" y
Dianas visitor seemed about ste
hurt hisself." He seemed perfectly over
come with merriment. II axed my ga
next day huccome she think so much Nv
dat oman whar pear so cuyous an talk
bout poetry all de time, all sorter mine
70 NV horse wild de blind staggers. d.
gal say she love de 'oman jes' sortel
natchuelly. Den de Yankee oman say
to me, wild a laughin eye, AK Rutl
about Miss Gibson's brother. Den d.
gal tole me after we got off lone, wi(
her head layin down in my lap lack sht
use to do all a datfy down dilly jes
a-tremblin in her hand whar hangil
down, dat she love dat man an done
promise to marry him if gins de con
sent" A pause. II hates mighty bat
to think bout givin up my little gal,
she went on as she lifted from the "ba
lise" nice cake, put it on the tabl'
and turned. to the window to wipe he
eyes on the corner of the curtain.
Her back was toward her companion
For one moment his head dropped. HI
lifted it, rose, went to her, put his arm
around her and whispered: II am Mr.
Gibson. love your little Dromalxy.
will be good to her. Will you give he
to me?"-Eleanor Churchill Gibbs il
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