Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1902-08-23
DAT FOOL GAL"
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"War l raised on dis plantation!
No, sab. I war raised on a plantation
down In Georgy."
How did you happen to drift into
Virginia."
"IIow happen to drir up into Yer
Einey? OATS a story don't like to
tell"
A shining piece Of silver overcame
the darky's objections. and with sigh
he gave the following experience:
you see, sab, when de wah broke
out I belonged on de plantation in
Georgy dat I done tOle yo' bout.
war n young niggah, but my ole marse
done tex consid able conference into
me. an one day he put his han on my
shOuldah an said:
Julius, I'm gwine Off to de wah,
an I leabe 20 mistiss an de chillen
In yo' car. Tze watched yo' car,ful
sence yo' war a pickaninny. an thar
amt no odder niggah l cher see wot's
got de sense oh honah yo' hab. When
1 come back. 1 spec to find all safe. or
I spec to find 20 dead niggah.'
IL war might proud to be talked to
In dat way, an riz my han, so, an
say, 'Marse, de Yanks'll hab to walk
ober my dead body befo' dey injure
n ha'r in de head OBJ mistiss or de chill
lem
"Nfarse he went right away, an I
hor myself responsible TO de safety OBJ
de family. had 1t all fixed TO to
hitch de bosses an to put de plate an
Jewels in de kerridge an dribe 'em all
away at de fust sign OBJ Yanks. mount
ed some OBJ de niggahs an made pick
cts outen 'em To- to glib warnin'. Oar
war fool niggah gal on de plantation,
an I war might stuck on her. One
night she say to me: Julius. dar Is a
dance goin' on In de boiler. an want
to CO. VIII yo' tex meT tOle her
dat dere war reports OBJ Ynnks comm
FUN Atlanta an 1 war 'bleeged to
watch. Do yo' know dat fool gal TO-
once foun' n biggah fool dan her own
self. She besuaded me to TEX her to
dat dance.
de sun war risin' In de mornin'
when we started TO- de plantation.
Fust ting I knowed l heered de SCUM
OBJ bugle. I stop still an turn de dirt
color OBJ a niggah when de blood goes
outen his face. 'peared to see marse
when he lef' de family in my car, an
he war a-pointin' his finger at me.
Den l forgot all bout dat fool gal an
lef her In de middle OBJ de road an
run fas' rs my legs could carry me to
de plantation. On de way l met one
oh de niggahs wot l had out on picket
runnln' TO all he war WORT. an he tole
me he had come In de night befo' to
warn me dat Marse Sherman's bum
mers war a-comin'. a-shovelin de whole
kcntry into dere 'pacious mOufs. an
dey would be at de plantation befo'
daylight.
II jlst thought OBJ dat fool gal wot
got me away from de post whar marse
put me, an I thought would hab a
fit Dere had been plenty time TO
me to git de family an de plate an
de jewels away, an here l war dane
in lax dc fool niggah I war. l wished
war dead. Den went on, an. COM
In to rise In de groun'. l saw de
smoke. When got to dc plantation.
fonn' dat little Marse Tom
Hold on! What was your masters
name"
Parker Colonel Parker"
"iO on"
81 foun' little Marse Tom. fourteen
vars ole, had fired his rifle at de
Yanks an dey had shot him dead"
"Killcd him!"
"Sartin sure. saw de po' little
critter lynn on his back. white as a
ghos'. picked him up an carried
him into dc house. wanted to cry,
but | couldn't, l war SO mad at dat
fool gal wot TEX me to de dance.
When l turned FUN layin' Marse Tom
on dc bed, l saw mistiss a-lOokin' at
me. nebber want to see dat look
ag'in jist turned an lef' dat plan
| tutlbI, uu heODSi "Sht puSh NnA
no mo-. l didn't keer whar l went
so longs | got away. 'ticularly b"fO'
marsc come home FUN de wah. On
dc way met dat fool gal wOt tex me
off rum my post. Soon's l saw her
went TO her. She saw blood In my
eye. an she run lax skeered deer, so
| couldn't ketch her. Den l come up
hyar. an been hyar ebber since"
What became of SallyT
GLOW yo' know her name Sally"
Never mind. What became Of herr"
zone day when war hOein' Oh dis
Ilantation saw dat fool gal lookin'
iber de fence at me. thrOwed down
my hoe an run TO her. but she might
fine runner. an she get away. Mud
der day | see her ag'in an chase her
AWAY. DO yo' know, marse. l chase
Hat gal till get tired. Den she mex
me say forgib her. but war lynn
nil de time. an had to marry her TO
to keep FUN havin' de life pestered
puten me- We wnr bof SIGH big fools
we couldn't keep apart"
"Jullus. little Tom Parker wasn't
killed"
'Wot yo' know bout dat. lax to
know"
81 know all about 1t. I'm Tom
Parker myself"