The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1898-04-23

New York Evening Post. "Yaaslr,
youse come two mile out your way
co'sc It's dat no count 'Lljah,s doin'.
Whafro you brunS dc gcmman yerc,
stidder tak'n aim up de lie cotton 'road2
How come you ain know wSy de olo
Hallowes place ls. do ye'y place wey
you was bawn? You was o count nun
befo'. en- now you mussa loss dc, III bit
o. sense dc Lawd done Clio YOU"
NANNY. he answers, bending be-
meath the double weight OF scorn and
conscience, "de gemman question me
bout de Mores e n de ualloweses, en- !
fo'got L TEX noticement o. de forks; so
Nde mule. he come home"
Don't scold him, auntic," says tho
stranger, delighted with the pictures
qpeness OF the scene:a 81 shnll be glad
to rest awhile and drink nom that glor-
ious old well OF yours"
/, Aunt Hepsy Is completely Modified.
Z 'LiJah has given the one excuse that
Is unanswerable on all occasions, and q
request 10 refresh at her cabin In nj
ways gratifying, Aunt Hepsy Is an aged
but still vigorous mulattress, attrac-
tive In her neat home,spun garb and
+ the superior air one remarks inS the
trusted servants OF ante-bellum days.
tLijah is several shades lighter, almoat
Caucasian, In fact, both as 10 feature
sand complexion; but his speech, his
! half vacant eye, the curious mixture OF
familiarity and Difference in his man.
ner, are those OF the true southern ne
gro rustic.
q The stranger enjoys With tho 7est of
past remembrance the comfort of an
old hide.bottomed chair, tilted at an
agreeable angle against q great tree,
the scent of the yellow jasmines that
appear to hold up the jtotterlng cabin.
/. and, above all. q draught Of Aunt Hep
sy's life seems to be entire out OF doors.
! Tho cooking arrangements are under a
tree; her patchwork and spinning wheel
under another. Her scant bedding Is
airing on the fence. and even the coffee
mill Is nailed'on the outside OF the cab
In, under the caves.
you muss 'scusc 'Lijah dis time, mis-
ter. Wen he. got he tongue on de. Hal
loweses en- de Morcs, he aim good TO-
c nuff'n else tel you change de subjick.
It was Miss nellie More dat marry We
all's Marse Phil. All de colored folks
love dem two. but 'Lijah dess wushup.
UNI. En- de Lawd know, dass de on'y
good in um."
II tex noticement O. one cuYus ting
bout slav'rg-de wife, folks dat bin de
bess T. dey slaves was de Eve'y .onesit'
! Fit poress en- suffah Sde{s moress after
freedom. De bad imarsters de ones t
hussle round en- fin hanss t. wuk de
crap, freedmen er po' crnckers, I dunno
wat mex It. but 1t was dess, dataway.
All our boys bin killed at Shenandoah
skus!n Marse Phil. en- Ole Marse pass
away in a fit wen ne read de telum-
gram; so. wen de war end, Marse Phil
came t a ruined home; hams gone crap
rott'n 10 de flel', half de stock destroy
in de Gainesville raid, en- de hepplesses
family you cher see. Nobody Z do MUM
but me en- 'Lijah..
"Marse Phil look at us sorryfuP, on
say, II ain got no money t pay you,
Nanny Hepsy, en- I reckon de COIN
crib en- de smoke-house be as empty as
"a flatwoods mail bag. You better go Z
town wild de ress en- put In your claim
at the Freedmen Bureau I say, Who
me? I do want no mo- bureaus. Ain
7 got dat fine family bureau wat ole
miss gimme after I nuss ole mars out
de typhoid fever?' En- 'Lijah say,s.Who
gwIne put up wild no count 'Lijah ef
you run, UNI off? En- who gwlne wait on.
Miss Nellie en- run after dem chilluns?'
.'Marse Phil he look LAX he dunno
wedder e laugh er cry. He say, Stay,
den, my faithful frien's, longs I got err
bite or n sup En- we stayed. I neber
wuk so hahd in my life. Marse Phil try
t. mex some kin O. crap, en- 'Lijah mex
p%ertence t hepp; but seem lok he got
no-'counteder eve'y day. Ef he could
shirk de hoe handle 70 an 'hour, err sneak
out de co~tton-pick'n t. do sump'E puff
feckly wuffless TO- Miss nellie, he. was
happy. Eff we miss him, we dess halter
look fo' Miss Nellie, en- dere he was
sweep'n off de front pooh er ride'n de
chilluns on he back; anything but wuk-
kin 70, her. Yassir; dat boy was Dawn
no count" ~.
II seem to remember something Of
that" says the stranger. "Dldr't 'Lijah
figure injthe court for stealing stock? I
think he was acquitted, though.
"Yassir; I bin studdln' how you favor
de Bentons. I reckon you members
how Marse Phil went T. de %leglslatur'
soon as Marse Grant let our w'ite peo-
pie vote en- lor Office. Dcre coulddcn be
nobody in de worl' no poore dan him.
Fo' two years VEAL bin eat'n up ne
hawgs en- sell'n de cattle T. buy clo'es.
Day would a-lasted tel Marsc Phil draw
he sal'ry, on'y Ole Man Teaster come Up
w1d nm. ole debt en- drive of de lass hun.
We Know mos p,rtedly DAT Ole marss
dont. pay It; but dcy want no paper 4
prove 1t. ner no money t fight II. Marse
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