Waterbury evening Democrat., 1894-04-30

"When yo' went away" he said, ''I went an axed old marster ter lemme go see granny Word had come that she wus sick, sick CT heap, an thought I'd hk' ter see her once ergin fore she died, eff dat got ter happen right soon. Yo' know she lives '3yeen here an Ridge ley. So when marster say he ain't got no objections ter doin without me fer the rest of the week put on my clean shirt an my Sunday clothes an come hppen erlong ter her house, jest beyant the Boilin Spring church meetin house. When got dar, saw CT fine horse wid CT mans saddle on hitched sorter behin the house, lik' whoever done rode it wus sorter feared somebody d fin out he been dar. say ter myself: Elf dat's de doc tor mans critter, mus be he's feared ter let folks know he 'tendin on de ole conjure woman. So better stay outside tell he's done gon erway.' Den crope ter de chimbley corner an peep through de little winder granny had cut tween de logs dar at de head CT her bed. Miss Dare, who yo' reckon see inside, look in black as de dark night too? Shore as we stan's here it wus dat ar Mir. Flaw kins whut como ter Ridgeley arter Mr. Allen Fauntleroy. Dc sight CT i'm skeered me good, tell yo'. Hump back from dat winder an scrooch down under hit, an dar heard him say, I did, Miss Dare, it's Gods trufe m CT tellin you: Well, aunty, have brought what you asked for, lock of my enemy's hair an one of his handkerchiefs I spent $50 to get them, too, so yo' may guess what money there is in it for yo' if only the spell works right.
 ,''I popped up an peeped through the winder ergin. Granny wus layin in de bed, wid CT eyes half shet, but soon as he laid dem t 'ings ill her hand she laugh out loud an say, sorter mawkin him: Elf yo' had told me the truth, yo' might have saved yo'r money. Elf my spells would work on Frank Overton, he would have died 50 years ago..
 How you know it's imp de man say, settin down hard in de cheer, he wus so 'stonished. Granny shet Ter mouf wid CT snap an say, "Never min, know Den he try ter 'suade her hit warn't ole marster. She mus work de spell anyway, but she tole him tain no use Elf she wus, hit would come back on her. At las he got up an come out de do, an as he got on his critter hear i'm say ter hiSself; That ole fool is moro afraid of her master than she is of the devil I'm t'inllin there is nothin for it now but to get some of these hill fellows to put bullet ill i'm.
 'When he had done rid erway, saun- tered up lik' jes' done come, an warn't granny mad! AK mo whut come dar dat time CT week fer. She ain't sick Nee'n ter think she gwine die yit er- while, but she do look sick. An arter I give her de money fotch she say I'm ain't such CT bad boy, eat my dinner out de cupboard an run erlong home I did eat, an all de time she wus axin me bout yo' an ole marster, an everything at Ridgeley, an Mir Allen Fauntleroy. Seem hk' she know everything, but she want special ter fin out whar he is. y
 Do you lnow?" Dare asked, all a-tremble
 II kin fin him casy,' Jubilee return ed, speaking the last word ill whisper to himself.
 You must find him at once," Dare said. Find him and tell him my grand father is in danger, and look to him to save him from it. "
 He will, Miss Dare Don't yo' be un- easy. I'd "a gone to him first, but thought best to ask your commission, Jubilee said, pulling himself back into poly syllable frame of speech. ''He just about owns that man Hawkins Don't yo' fret. We'll take care of old marster. y