The Bellefontaine Republican. [volume] (Bellefontaine, Logan County, Ohio) 1855-1905, 1901-09-06

dey would des materially meet She is
up today. | think ole miss add. wild
kim OBJ diff 'dence. Dat poor Dolly ought
to git de fresh air, an drive would
do her wohld OBJ good. poor girlr
Where is Howard. den, Marse
George ask, wild scowl, AN why does
he not take her out now eff she is able
to go? Do yo' want me TO force my
self on Dorothy, like a bird of evil
omen, wild Grape veil? An he laugh,
an it SCUM mo- hash dan l eber heah
Marse George laugh. No, mother: I'll
go, certainly, an atten' to Mrs. Cyar-
ter's business; but, as for any personal
messages, dar is Bob. SEN 'em by him.
"'Oh. George ole miss say, wild a
kim OBJ sob, how hard yo' are still on
poor Dorothy. If yo' could but see
| her" while ober Marse Georges face
dere pass spression OBJ turrible pain
| fob a minute; den he answer:
81 am not hard on her. 1 am sim
cerely grieved for her, God knows. But
she does not love me-no'-as ole miss
start to bre'k in here. No, mother, yo
| need say nothin,' an den he went on an
rant some kinda talk bout Miss Dor
| othy neber hab lub him, dat she choose
| anudder in preffunce to hissef, an he
warn goin TO fo'ce hisse'f in heh pres
unce an add to de onhappiness she suf-
fern fo'm, by anything what would
mex her be remin' OBJ DER pas relations
to'ds each yother. When dey has to
meet he say, hit will be time 'nuff.'
But dough he say all disha wild a
mighty high SCUM, he sigh at de same
time, an his face look so haggard dat
| de tears dispintally run down ole miss
| face, an she walk up to him an put heh
aims roun' his neck an kiss him. Den
she say, Go, my son, an she add SON.
pin bout she know he not gwine re-
fuse his ole mothers reques' to ca'hy de
veil to Miss Dorothy hisse'f fom heh.
! An she press de package in his ham an
go off quick to heh own room. Marse
| George stood an study for de longes'
an den all OBJ a sudden he order his
horse an cyan't hardly wait twell hit
come up, den fling hisse'f in de saddle
an gallop off like de win. Now, de res
what happen after Marse George to off
heah afterwards f'om Becky, kase
she was ober at Miss Dorothy's at de
time, waitin on her. an Becky des iub
de groun' 'leetle Miss Dolly walk on,
an dat's de trufe.
Miss Dolly was a-settin in her perty
bureau drawn Il believe dat wus what
dey call dem little parlors in dem days.,
wild all her beautiful hair hangin ober
her shoulders, an Becky wus des bresh-
in it out an talkin to her an tryin to
hearten her up when de serbant an
nounce 'Marse George Fitzhugh,' an be-
fo' Miss Dolly could eben stan up dere
stood Marse George befo' her in de
do'way, white an strange lookin.
Honey" said Uncle Bob, breaking
off in an aggravating way just at this
| crisis to digress. lin dem days when
dey wus a fuss 'twixt young lovers peo-
pies wus more perverse in deir ways
an. habin less freedom OBJ talk dan dey
do in desc days, hit 'peahed harder to
mex up. An but fob ole miss reques'
to Marse George disha trouble mout
er gone on unpatch up fob de longes'.' y
"Oh, do go on, Uncle Bob1' groaned
Miss Lucy.
"Wellum," resumed the story teller,
"dere stood Marse George in de do'way,
white an strange lookin.
Dorothy he say, mother sends
yo'.' But he neber got no farder
Miss Dolly befo' she had time to think
des de minute she set eyes on him des
ruined up to him. an he barely hal
. time to catch heb in his aims. She
nessel keh perty haid on his breas' des
lex de dove comm back to de ark fon
crost de weary waters.
, George she sigh, des lex de sum
. mer win, Il knew you'd come
Sweetheart whisper Marse George
after awhile, dat blessed veil1
"'What veil, George laugh Miss Dol
/, ly through heh tears, an den Becky
pick hit up of'n de fio'. an fob de fus
time dey is ware OBJ heh presence"
Here Uncle Bob halted again and
gazed abroad over the fair face of ma
. ture with his misty. farseeing old eyes
stroking one trembling hand softly
down the back of the other in reflect
i've manner, while Miss Lucy urge0 i'm
patiently, do go on, Uncle Bob
please" ''Wellum, den Becky fix uI
Miss Dorothy, an she an Marse George
go out foh a drive. Me an ole miss des
wait at home, an bout dusk Marse
George came in.
, "'All right, George? old miss say
'All right. mother. thank Cod Marss
, George say. kissing heh on de cheek
Den ! follow him up to his room al
I ak him: 'Marse George. please. sir
+ lemme dat mohnin veil dat patch vi
de void tween yo' an Miss Dor'thy
feels call ON to use hit myself Marst
eyes, an he say:
| "'All right. again. Bob. 1t seems
, | sacrilege to do so. but de end 'peah.
r to justify de means. Here it is,' hand
in me de veil roll up in paper. Mis-:
I Dolly sent il back to mother
Miss Lucy" said Uncle Bob in an i'm
portant manner. maybe yo' wouldn'
b'lebe me, but des frow dat veil obel
my ahm an walk into Miss Rebecca'.
, | presence 'fo' my cou'age hab time t.
> cool off.
0 Miss Rebccca,' l say. 'disha d,
: mohnin veil Marse George tux to Mis-.
!, | Dolly disha evenin.'
dat ain no news to me- Beck,
] say, tossin dem plats oh hern.
r "'l now brings dat veil to yo'. Mis-
t Rebecca.' | sez. feelin de cou'age trio
s kiln down my back.
] What in de name OBJ Gawd doe:
, yo' 'Spose | wants wild a mohnin veil !?
: Becky scrccched out in kim OBJ pas
: sion. 'Yo' is des lex ole ghoulr
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