The Atlanta constitution. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1885-19??, 1895-05-20

tried to smile to cover the traces of secret
tears the day she. with others, lett the
old plantation to try their luck ana lfeedoHh
on other lands than ours.
..pon't YOU cry. hum when ] goes TO ten
YOU goodby tomorrow kase 1t VIII mos
break dis nigger's heart she said 10 me me
night before when she came to my room 10
announce her intention of going away
II wouldn't bulge one step off of dis yer
place Of daddy wasn't draggin' me by ne
heels Gracic knows | wouldn't leave as
yer. viii chic cr mine for nuIlh III uS
worl, 'cept dady mex me, kase uoi'e
nuysed you an brung you TO what you Is
De mussy knows you wasn't nuthh nut "
lrr bundle of bones when Of mis- tuck me
out dc feT for to nuss you an you q CT
done been dead an forgot et II had u peeI
for dis niger. You was de po'est puhles''
sickliest lfP white baby in de "oti, an "e
angels would or come an tuck you on "''
dark rainy night eff it had'n. been lot me
OF mis- she .Crope in dar TO my bcd' Sie
did. an wake me up an say in whisper
say She. Hubby. de baby's at de pint OF
def; 20 wake up Jerry an tell nm TO Jump
on a mule quick, an go after de doctoI-
But shoe! l never waited mar minute On
dat SIeepy-hcadcd Niger; l DIES Jump on ~
mule my own SET BAREBACK, an flew down
dat road like lightnin after DAT doctor
an all de time l was gallOpin, bookStS'
hoo6etv. bookety froo dat rain, l was AK
I'M God-a-rnity to spar my chile; SO you see'
honey Hubby was de one what save your
life"
She had often rchearsed this circumstance
10 me each time impressing me with a deep
or sense of my obligations and gratitude.
Time passed on. Hubby was gone ana IN
her stead one after another employed; but,
of course, no one could fill dear old ltulay
place.
1t had been a long while since had seen
or heard of her, and the old nurse had pass
ed away, save in a fond memory
one day, after several years mad elapsea'
while in my old room at home, l sat busiy
stitching on a new machine. and my
thoughts seemed to keep time with the lit
tie wheel as it rolled rapidly around.
Jrnconsciously l began humming an old,
familiar air which strangely reminded me
of my mother Could it be an echo-a sweet
recollection of time long ago. when she
had sung this melody to me? And as sat
all alone and unused upon it, pictured my
self a tiny, delicate infant i'll her arms
her anxious, loving, gentle eyes watching
over me as 1 nestled so closely TO her heart.
Tho sound of the sweet lullaby. its Soporihc
effect upon me, the vision of that mother
angelic face, the familiar room, the ola
rocking chair the little cradle by the bed
side-all were like the memory of some hap
nv dream-like a delicious unwritten poem.
Suddenly the illusions were dispclled; the
reyerie was changed to thoughts of things
distinctly audible to the natural ear-to
things tangible and to things terrestrial
There was a loud rap. / turned to see,
and behold the picture framed in the door
wayi
There stood Hubby, striking an attitude
her great brawny arms akimbo her head
posed to one side waiting for my recogm-
ton.
1t was the same old. familiar face but
the form had taken on immense proportions
as she had grown older Could it really DE
nv same little spry Hubby?
you don't know me, does you, honey 7!
God bless my chile!' she exclaimed as she
lifted me entirely from the floor i'll her
great strong arms. de berry chile what
save from de pint of def-an how you Is
growed You don't look now like de jaws
OF def was ever open an ready to squinch
down pom you; but thank de Lord l save
you; snatch you out er dem jaws dat dark
rainy night, an here you is till yit! An
how putty you is got to be!-but. shoo'
don't talk; you alters was de puttiest one or
ole miss chiren; / tell anybody dat!
isis Judy, she try to spute it; but any
body what got two good eyes know it's So"