The Neihart herald. [volume] (Neihart, Mont.) 1890-1901, 1894-06-09

you," we said. Cant we help you2"
She reached out her hand in a help
less, e%ntreating way, and we rushed
to her and knelt about her, begging
her not to cry, for Roxie crying was
as pitiable a sight as l ever looked
upon.
Honey" she whispered, dis ole
woman is mighty sor'ful. You see
dat ole man on de step2"
Yes we answered. "Who is her,
She did not reply, but continued to
moan and stare into vacancy with
wide open, tear dimmed eyes. Pres
emily she got up, went to the little
window and looked at the old fellow,
then came back murmuring, Its
him, it's him, after all desc yurs, it's
him"
"Roxie," came the plaintive cry,
ooh, Roxie!"
She staggered to her feet, then
sank down again.
Oats somebody what 1 ulster
know" she whispered cautiously,
back in Tenn'see long go. OATS
all, honey"
perhaps it is not him." we said,
thinking she would rather be brought
to believe herself mistaken.
dis ole woman's sutten Ell sho',"
she returned. ''Ain't I done toted
dem luks in my head all desc yurs2
Ever day | says ter myself, 'Dere's a
gray ha'r, en- dere's a wrinkle, en-
dere's a crooked laig, en- dere's a
stopped bac', Ell it's all so. OATS
de same ole niger TIE been totin
roun in my head en- studyin over
all desc yurs."
She went to the window again,
then came back and sat down.
Tell us about it," we said, ''and
perhaps we can help you"
"Yuse done done all, she announc-
ed. You brung him here, l know"
That was startling. We wanted an
explanation.
Hit wuz dem pieces ter de papers.
Dat Wuz de reasin [ wrote EN-, SOS
he'd see EN- en- know l wuz livin en-
doin well. En- OATS where RoXie
Scales kems in, whut you argifed so
much over. I wuz a Scales, en- l is q
Scales-Friday is a ole med up name.
But | didn't reckin he'd KEN trackin
down hyur when l he'd de paper sont
ter him"
why don't you go and speak to
him, RoXie3 He has come long dis
lance to see you. Go, Roxie."
Il wudn't speak ter him fer dis
yeth." she cried. Oats a ole mar
ried niger"
RoXie was a rigid moralist, but here
was something we could not under
stand.
"Kem, sit down." she said at last.
81 see | halter tell ter set my own
kerrickter street. Long go l wuz
young, en- l blonged ter a gemman
in Tenn'see. So did Jabe. OATS him
out dere. We co'ted en- married en-
wuz 50 happy, en- bom-by a baby
KEN. Bout dat time we TUX Tumpy,
whut didn't hevno nanny, ter raise.
She wuz 10 den-10 yurs ole. I kin
hear dat lump singin yit, a-rockin de
crib, wild de baby a-squallin Ell hel
a-pattin ter drown de yells, Ell
me a-wukin in de feel close by,
, long de row, side O Jabe's. Den
lump wud bring us water in de long
ha'dle gourd, en- I'd drink fust en-
Jabe mex. Den lump would skeet
bac' wild a basket on her head ten
/, keep de br'ilin hot sun off, en- a dancir
Juba un'er de shade. We sorter KEEP
ter ourselves, kase Jabe wuz counted
!, lakly, Ell we wuked de patches OF
COOLERS en- watermilluns by dc
branch, en- de gyardens, en- de ticklisl
wuk dat old mistis wudn't let nobody
went en- died, en- Jabe fell ter de son
Mawse Aleck, en- | fell ter Miss Sallie
En- Miss Sallie she married, en- hel
man nuver b'lieved in ownin niggers
but he b'lieved in sellin 'em en- putin
/, de money fer 'em snug in his peck
cts. He sol me, en- l wuz kerrie(
way off ter Mississippi. I begged him
en- Miss Sallie beg him, but she WI:
: %leetle, en- he was big en- domineeril
en- med her pass her cawnsent.
:. "'Fo' goin / went ter de crib en- tut
. a long LUX at dat po' leetle sleepil
: baby, whut wudn't soon hev N
4 NANNY, en- Jabe was cryin fit tie
die, en- lump wuz yellin on de do
: step. It u wuss'n dyin stiff dead
r but whut KEN way after dat WI
: wuss yit. Iluked bac' long ez l cu'
: see a sign of de cabin or de smoke, e1
bout de time | WIZ gittin outer sigh
I heard de baby cry, en- day CT,
rung in my head fer yurs en- yurs
an I hear it yit. 1t WIZ lax i
+ say, KEN bac', nanny, en- l crie'
en- cried, too, en- when de s'rende
e KEN dat cry med me plod bac' tie
e ole Tenn'see. wanted ter see Jab
en- lump en all, 50 l wuked hard e1
y saved money, den started ter 'em.
wuz happy 'nough on de way baG
e ter do me a lifetime.
:, when l got ter de old neighbol
hood wunst mo-, l flew lax I he'
wings, I wuz SO j'yful. l walke'
fun de railroad out, fer I'd spen
l. mos of my change fer presents fe
J. 'em all. De qua'ters wuz might,
nigh empty, but I see smoke kemil
outer de chimbly whit he'd beel
Y OOrp on I LypnwaI Iabo ,y1,1 1aro Wit