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! Clarence raised his rife, threw tn
muzzle Within ten feet of the 'gat0E's &
( head and fred The bullet parsed
\ thzou2h the sauriap'a eye and entered
& his brai He gave spasmndie stFug~
gle, Ills tail swept hall . eircle and hse
y was dead. 1, Hss: + I. S.; s..51s y.
They hastily scrambled ashore, and 1Es:
& Bob and Moses turned him over, and
Z Strengthened him cut; he Was nearly
1 IL feet long. Il II h. . 5s.
"For' God" said Moses, suddenly:
sdar Brer' lobe now" 4
sWhere! Where!" said Clarence.
"Why, dar, master, dar-see how him
lie! JUS like a man," and Moses pointed
to q ridge that seemed to extend down
the gators stomach.
/ i, eyes. dara Brer' lobe, suah nut. " said
Bob. ..pore Rrer. Johe." aE
I Solomon and Luke with knife and AK
cut into that capaaious maM to .un-
tomb him; presently something black
and woolly protruded--
]; "Dar him." said Moses, "pore Brer
Jobe.'
/ .epa's . fack," said Bob, "dar's his
hair"
4 They cut wider and pulled, and
pulled again, and finally from out that
gloemy aepulchre appeared tho re-
mains OF big black SOW.
! "I7ore de Lord, exclaimed Bob. "if
dat amt Sis Dinah's sow-dat gator,
gwine fer de whole famibly suah nuff.
'sIIe is dat" said Solomon, "Brers
lobe want huff fer he"
Just then a voice was heard from the
other side of the creek:
| "say, is you got dat gator fer suah ?"
+. Allglanced across the creek, and there,
sticking from behind 9 cyprus, was the
white and woolly head Of Uncle Johe.
Clarence fired off both barrels Of his
shotgun in rejoicing, and sent boat
across for him.
! He said, and he always stuck to it,
that when the boat capsized he struck
on the gators back, and from there
scrambled ashore.
"But didn't you hear me call, Uncle
Iohe2" said Clarence @-'.
/ "Yes,chile, hear you, bat skeared to
speak, fear dat gator get me, eo jus
crawled off and laid down, and, hress
de Lord, you gun woke ne, an you got
dat gator =.
i '.De gators gil right, Brer' Jobe. !"
said Moses, "but whar Sis Omaha
6ukey, what she gwine do now?"
{ "She glib me de dihble, s'peck." said
lobe,
1 The boats returned, the negroes sing:
( ing their plantation melodies az they
glided down the stream, and Uncle
Jebe Joining in the cherus like any
thing but q dead darlxy. .. -
/ Arrived at the landing, with Clarence
i in the lead, they marched up the lane,
NOR halted till they reached the. cabin
OF Dinah; she was at the Manor house.
washing.
AS they rounded the corner Of the
house, there she stood on the back
piazza, half bent over q wash tub. her
red bandaua tied around her head. hen
sleeves well above the elbows, scrub
bing away on the washboard. and big
tears chasing each other down her
black tee.
Mrs. Hill stepped out on the piazza,
and said: ''Dinmh, I told you you need
not work to-day, poor soul; ] am sorry
for you." ~.
"I know you is, mistis; I know you is,
but hleeged to weFk-it help me for
git bout Brer' lobe. can't stay home.
and he amt dar,"
sNo, but here hel honey, here hal" ::
"Jobe! Brer' Jobe!"
It was frantic cry; her sudden leap
overturned the wash tub; three steps
at g. time she few down the piazza, and
her bare black arms we're aFound tho
neck Of her elder brother.
'tHoney, do amt eetch you, tank God,
de gators amt cotch you, is dap
"No, Sis pinah. not 'aaekly, but da
cotch you sukey."
"Pick out the ftncst pig on Orten,
ninah, in place of snkey, Whenever
you're ready"
4 Tears had gathered in the eyes OF
both Mrs. Hill aud Clara, while Dinah
was welcoming baek the brother who.
though Lost, had been found.
'Afistis,s' said Dtnah, i gus rinse desc
cloes out, and clean up dis yere piazza,
an If you please, marin. I won't werk
10 more to-day--I JUS is ebeT JOYOUS,
sides Use weak as calf"
That's right, Dinah, have day Of
rejoicing"
s.Uncle Jobe," said Clara, II am very
/ glad the alligators didn't get you. I
feared = had lost my fishing cempan-
ion:'' = T..
"Bress you soul, honey, Unc' Jebe
we're yet; but can't tell how long,
chile, cant tell,
s.Marstsr, Marse Clarence cay, yoN
ewine gibe q t'ousand dollars fer bring
| old lobe back; desc old bones aan't
wort dat, marater, hut I tanks yer, deet
does, an my 'baccer mos out, msrsteF.
an il i wort q little OBJ dat .'s 1.
'Frell Cprbett to give ypn q Pouad.
lobe; and d quart Of apple Jack. you III.
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