The Roanoke times. [volume] (Roanoke, Va.) 1890-1895, 1894-04-08
been SO full of sort of high bred defer.

been so full of o sort of high bred defer
enco and courtesy that she was perfectly
ut ease with him. Years before, when
the father of this polite young man was
slave and drove the carriage of Colo
mel Porchcr i'll Charleston, distin-
guishcd foreigner once said to his own
er: Rarely have l met in all my trav-
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.
spcctful, docs not suggest the slave
With this inherited tendency, added
to an education ut Hampton, no wonder
that Fontain Clayton had been CLASH
fed by Diana as quality an no kin to
buclira, no wonder that he had found
IL way to her ready liking, her untutorcd
affection. No wonder that she allowed
her heart to overflow and talked to him
of her ''Dromaky' us freely as n child
prattlcs of its doll
You done help me so much l c,yiue
let you set in Dromaky's cheer. OATS
it wild dc red ribbon bow tied to dc
back. Dat chile like pretty things. She
lack my gal-donc rent IL room in At
lanta Hit got Il sorter little pretty closet
room open off to ono side whar DronalSy
sleep. De turr teachers got foldin bed
what look lack IL bookcase in dc dav
time. Dcy gifts dinner at Il restroom an
rests dar awhile, an dey buys bread an
cooks cocoa an tea an SIGH lack fur
brealifas' an dinner. Dromalzy is so
pcart an SO little dey calls her dc little
'Jorec One day when 1 wuz dar dey
wuZ all sittin roun do fire. Dromaky
got dc Scribblcr's Magazine, a-rcadin.
an me a-knittin apair Nv wool stocllin's
dat all dc kind lil1cs-an Miss Simp-
sons-she lie old maid niger oman
whar tcachin. She ain t got much sense
She 90 pokin roun lack she doan' know
what she thinllin bout, an nobody else
doan' know nuthcr She sot tlar a-readin
poetry book Dat all she talk bout,
poetry an poetry, tell hit fair made me
sick
dat turr oman is Il Yankee Niger
an she Wear glasses, an she mighty fris-
kylike an full NV devilmcnt. She keep;
'cm all livcncd up like dcy got some
sense an some undcrstandmcnt | like
dat oman. She de ono got ter meek dc
cocoa dat night. She hct dc water an
den go to de cupboard to get de cocoa
All NV Il suddint She lrap down on de
floor III jos bust out IL lavgl!in. Dat liz
tie Dronal;y She jos gnt ter gigglin
den, an she :,igglc I'm ;gig:,lc, dough she
doan know VIVA; She eimglin bout Dat
poetry oman ios ,ot ,iai lack Il fool an
N l.n In, DOW him No
kcc oman laugh So de t,aI,S coined in
her eyes an cloud up Eor spcctacles She
jcs pintcd To IL cupboard al Dronally
rocked back il dc cheer, l;,ughin most Ia
death an s;iyiu. Is it's tide milk y
Dianas visitor seemed about 'to
hurt hissclf He seemed perfectly over
come with morrimcnt Il aXcd my gal
next day luccomc she think SO much NV
dat oman wl;r pear so cuyous an talk
bout poetry all de time, an sortcr mind
yo NV Il horse wild de blind staggcrs. De
gal say she love dc oman jcs' sortcr
natchuclly. Den dc Yankee oman say
to me, wild IL laughin eye, AK Ruth
about Miss Gibson's brother Den de
gal tolc me after we got off lone, wild
her head layin down i'll my lap lack she
lSt w Uo III IL lull ' -uOWn-Ulll JcS
a-trcmblin i'll her hand whar hangin
down, dat she love dat man an done
promise to marry him if l gins dc CON
sent. T" y pause Il hates mighty bad
to think bout givin up my little gal, y
she went on us she lifted from the cha
lisc" Il nice cake, put it on the table
and turned to the window to wipe her
eyes Oh the corner of the curtain.
Her back was toward her companion.
For one moment his head dropped. He
lifted 1t, rose, went to her, put his arm
around her and whispered: Il am Mr..
Gibson. | love your little Dromaky. |
will be good to her Will You give her
to mc:''-Eloanor Churchill Gibbs i'll
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