The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1894-10-09
silence being assured, the old seaman

go roun. He amt goin ter be pop lar IN
any s'ciety Of he makes tibet slip"
much obliged, but I've got way
ahead of alb alb, = the Jack of the Dust
said, with fine irony.
Old Slater continued calmly:
when l woke up, they wuz out O.
sight o. land. Mimi, tibet wuz her name,
wuz a'callin of Fitz 'Doudoux' ev'ry
other word, an he wuz burstin with
pride AN vanity"
''They don't set up prim in these ERE
parts an freeze er mans words on ter
his lips, /" Sam Woods said pensively.
"Waal, 1 wuz equil to ct, /" said old
Slater without noticing this Interrupt
ton. II hedn't ben ten year on Their
flagship fer nuthin. l he'd dyplom'cy
huff fern adm raj an KEEP my eyes
a-rovin an listened to Fitz maxim Of him.
self out ther hero O. combats he'd never
ben in without blinkin. But when ther
bats began ter sweep roun over cad in
er percession l knowed huff ter know
we b'longed on ther Bender, an I calls
Fitz down an gifts move on i'm. Mimi
want fer sayin goodby, an she trots
long with us ter ther shore, an when
he sed he'd love 'er alwus an promised
ter come the mex day an stay forever
she let i'm git inter the gig. She stood
thar a-watchin after i'm. | kin see 'er
| yit-leetle slim gal, her blue cotton
gownd, Delayed at Their waist with er
green an yaller string, half GOVERN of
'er, a-callin, 'Adieu, Doudoux, adieu'
in voice sof's velvit-jes' Their sperit
o. the islam. Slater, SEE Fitz, when we
wuz clear o. moorin's, cts a great ole
worldl Then he waits erwhile an sez-
he wuz smilin free, like a lad-'Why,
tibet leetle gals Their light o. my lifeP -
What about the creole lady?' ques-
toned the Jack of the Dust. Your
dandy ensign didn't need transfer pa
pers for his affections, did he?'
II entered right inter ct, F" continued
old Slater, slightly raising his voice,
IAN let i'm say the same thing hun
I bred diff Trent ways till we wuz long
side the Bender. Then, SEE he, IN see
'er Tomorrow, Slater.
But we didn't get off SO easy. Their
skipper he'd ther dyspepsy the mex day
Thar wuzn t no liberty fer ennybody, an
he wuz sorry he couldn't stop the sun
from shinin. He KEEP this up fer his
'musement till ther end o. ther week
Fitz he wuz blame near crazy, an |
sez, Try EN- ON goin shore fer butter
flies
Eft went, fer he wuz knowed ter be
great etymol' gist in them days, an we
got off. Then, Fitz, he took ct outen
me. He wuz goin ter marry tibet leetle
gal eff he had ter quit Their service an
live under a cabbage palm Their rest O.
his life. She wuz with ct. He named
er king tibet married whar he wanted
ter an wuzn't never sorry, but he didn't
mention no ev'ryday man tibet had the
same tu'n O. luck. He sed she wuz er
match fer emmy duchess, an l reek'n
'twuz so, Their only duchess l ever see
bein yaller's er saffron bag, an ole at
thet Yes, she wuz ther mos perfeo' lee
tie gal in Their worl, an he wuz goin ter
hev er, an pref dice might go ter thun-
der. I tell 70 what, Slater, SEE he,
III give out she's er princess. They'll
knuckle ter tibet
Il wuz so dead set 'g'inst tibet creole
an 'er airs thet | greed with i'm.
'Thet's so, SEE l. Their gals got ther
royal grain an no mistake.
"Waal, Mimi she wuz on ther shore,
an when he see her he wuz up ON lis
feet. Don't git ter sleep, Slater, SEE
he She's waitin, man. Can't We see?'
He wuz out fore Their gig wuz in, an
when made things fas' l follered ON.
They wuz in Their same place under Their
COCO palm, an Mimi WIZ restin 'g'inst
Fitz's lights er slip o. willer. | amt
ever see enythin ter equil ther grace o.
them leetle slim niggers. Runnin wa
ter amt smoother nor purtier'n their
ways o movin, an jist surroundin ther
man they love-
Sam Woods interrupted, ''They don't
tie up their feelin's an make er man
feel like he wuz er fool when he lets go
o. his'n an hedn't never see er woman
fore "
Old Slater laughed I'm give ye
ther deck now, Sammy, eff ye say so,
said he
go head growled Sam Woods
'Waal, l lef' Fitz an Mimi am struck
out fer butterflies. After erwhile
ketched er big black Teller, an tibet wuz
all wanted fer er bin, one bein as
misleadin's er Dozen an huff sight
easier ter ketch Then / started back to
ther rig nal spot, an I'd better never
hev lef' ct Thar sot them two, Mimi
maxim no 'bjection ter Fitz's arm snug
roun her wais', an, a-wrigglin toward
'em, ON ther ends o. his toes, wuz as
ugly favored er knave as l ever see.
They wuz sittin with their back to him
an me, an in er flash knowed he didn't
like what he see; tibet he wuz Minis
comp ny-fathers brothers amt in
terferin in love fairs in these partisan
tibet somebuddy'd got ter pay fer is
losin of 'er. give er jump for ard an
sung out Fitz an Mimi sprung up an
| faced roun. Then he turned an see me
an knowed he wuzn't goin ter stand
emmy show with us two men, / wuz
near par lyzed by Their look ON is face,
but 'twuzn t enythin ter Mimi 's-hate,
sech as white wimmen don't feel, wuz
ragin thar. EFT told i'm better'n words
tibet he'd lose his grip ON 'er, an Their
niger wuz huff like er white man ter
4 be bound tibet nobuddy else shouldn't
hev ct. They glared en- minnit mebbe,
then what do you think she done?"
tScreeched, of course, " said the Jack
of the Dust without hesitating.
"Ye lubberl'' said old Slater. "Only
white ones screeches an squeals "
"Them's New Englan antics" Sam
Woods said, with sneer.
'fWhat did she do?' questioned
Stubbs
81 amt sayin but what ther ever
lastin woman wuz in ct, old Slater
said "She kinder Strengthened up fust,
then olasped Fitz. a-callin of i'm er lot
o. sweet creole names--never did them
mongrel lispins SCUM sweeterl Then
quicker'n kin tell ct blade flashed
in tibet nigger's ham, an whiz ct went
hissin through ther hot air.
81 turned sick, fer / lowed Fitz wuz
er goner, but now | know tibet she wuz
expectin of ct an wuz willin ter pay
/ Their price, like ther thurerbred she wuz,
! fer she faced roun suddint jes' in front
o. Fitz her two arms stretched wide ter
shield i'm, an ketched tibet knife ON 'er
poor little breas' bone.
Good enoughl'' said the Jack of the
Dust, with hearty if tardy appreciation.
"I'd done er blamed sight too much
lool1in ON, " continued old Slater but
soon put ther sassin whar he Belonged.
Fitz, as whites er ghost, wuz a-holdin
Mimi. Her blood wuz pourin, an suthin
like er curt in wuz creepin over 'er eyes,
shuttin out Their light. She tried ter
smile She wuz er princess, sure pop,
an / reok n, too, she wuz satisfied ter
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