The Appeal. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. ;) 1889-19??, 1903-05-02

dat dey. didn't believe In sellin' deiat
slaves. No. dat dey didn't
night OF 18th of December, 1880, dat my
young. mist ess did,, an when we vas s, pig
enough to run bout an play, Of Marseer
give me to my young Mist'ess 10 Keep 81 lof
days till young Mars Bii from Alabams.
acme so up EYES on yoSng NJ in
love wild her. Dat nearly killed OF Mar
ster an Miss Bette, what was her a g,a5
OF Marster tried to 'suade MY youn9
Mist'ess not to give dat gentleman any
'couragement. but Lord! honey! Dat only
made matters worse. an de hrst t1n as,;
wild Miss Bette. an young Mist'ess to
git her weddin' finery; slep' on de floo'
nights in DER room. Dat did. an waits
"When we got back home de weddtn'
irvites was sont out. an in two weeks OF
Marster's home was de scene of de big.
de gentry came an brought DER serv-
So you can imagine dat dere was no lack
of Waa a.cowrtn de young ladies' n do
parlors or on de front gallery. de cullud
boys was a-carryin' on wild OIL Masters
likeliest house gals on de pacK gallery
an down at de cabins"
Hest house gals" / managed to say, as
Sna N grey Dat o wasn a'En a was IN Better
pany dat night. I had to help dress my
young Mist'ess. put de fine :. damon Ia mon
Se sRnn s} asF w Rety MARS zrs III
his mothers in her braided hair, what
shined like gold in de candle light, an
ns one Of DE house GALS ra an doWn
o. !, landin': FORD! Mi@t;sss; at Jest as
"Well, when de weddin' was over, an
De time for, goin' away done came, o.
took to IN gon
give her anything but money for her
sheer. cause If he give her any niggahs.
her husband might sell 'em when he TUCK
all but leavin' me, cause I'd been riz up
wild her, since l was as; knee high to a duck;
an young Mars BIZ wouldn't dare sell
times when de- honey chile counted her
chickens fore dey was Matched So soon
as dat matter, was settled we went away.
an left OIL Marster an Miss Bette an
Everything went on all right for two
Marse Y my bSy Saoy m for k Sys
Years present. Dat blessed chir had
been liyin, Jest one week. when young
an tor her dat he had chance to sell
me for pilo Of money to lady who was
goin' to France. an wanted likely gal:
beg for me: Dis just started de fire
buFn!n' gGod an he &c sus ,s an ~ 5 sared
in boot as he left de room. Well, dat
died: The doctor said in 'spiainin' de
matter, dat de 'citement an :. fever riled
blessed lamb. AFTER de baby died, Marse
Bill treated me worse dan ever, an I tol'
for DE- Sons ea 94 5ee
loved right was right, an wronged no;
tuck tuck me an go back to virginny where
de quality white folks was Dove sellin'
DER slaves.
Marse Bill eot store by mist'ess in his
way; but he kept right on racin' horses
an piayin' cards, an sellin' de, other
iii de- wan III c SaS Den he rs company
of cavalry an went to fight de Yankee
devils, as he called dem. I can tell you.
it made things mighty unhandy for mis-
an as Nick often lowed, a crooked stick
Nov can tell you, Mist'ess, dem was
tryin' times sure an when de word come
dat Abe Lincoln was goin' to turn de Mig
would run me North. dat she done writ q
letter to de Yankee president. akin him
to let her keep ne NY! If Ma La BIN Bin
made it warm for dat house. Well, +
lowed, dat letter would never be heard
f an abs eaq Lincoln s was boun' to know IT,
But honey, jest as sure as you is asset:
tn dere. dat letter was a1 2St by o. d,
case de Union couldn't be saved widout
freein' de cullud race, dat she might keep
ali dat wished to stay wild her; Dat let
ter made her happy as eird; an IN w gas
a Yankee, When de wah was over, an,
Marse Bill come home dead-dat 49, Z
dey brought nm r IN dat on via our
talon aSS an raise de chilen: wei. dem
| times toll nightly on her, an she dleo
ten years after Marse Bill.
I'm de meantime her son had tuck my
Of man en- gone to Igfas I! Re fise done
m 1on; ed % YANKEES ofcer gone to Cali
forny. So when MY Mist'ess died, MOI
body but her OIL servants was with herr
an when she BID dem ,d go sr eSe tois
heaven. We'll. on de day, Of de funeral:
arter de minister e With hd aon eng Eead de-
to to- Mist'ess wishes, was lowed to sing
Mistess favorits hy 'a b an or S5ck
prayer, den, arter de white folks had
done looked DER last at my dear Mistress;
de cullud ones did de same an as de e,i 10
rose what she loved, on her folded hans:
Den de men servants tuck hold Of ds
coffin han'les, an wild hats off, walked
down de garden path to dis yere grave
yard; while some fine white gentlemen,
wild black on DER arms. acted as honor~
able pallbearers.
Nov, mist'ess, I proved one thing. to
my knowin' dat all niggahs are not
feared Of hants, cause arter dc harvest
moon done riz, I stole back TO mist ess
grave an sat dere a-cryin' I'LL de greaI
red ball went down behind dat chump OF
willers over yonder. an de 'possum an oe
coon done crawled into dere holes AS FOR
dat mon ment, mist ess wouldn't herd to
dat foolishness If she'd been Twin, cause
she allus lowed it was wrong to put SO
much money on de dead, when he llvin'
was often starvin' for bread.
"She'd a sight rather had DAT dogWood
SONS patched up wild brown velvet spots.
what looked like her eyes, and what de
good marster had growed hisself, an.
would care for when human hans was
dust. W.T.,
ginny. thought: dat wasn't. good 'nough
for quality, an dats why it's yere goin'
to rack an ruin, wild only an Oh oman
to look arter it. Well. when de will was
done read, everybody what stayed long
wild mist'ess, was 'membered.. dat deX,
was, an to Callie-dat's me-she lowed
2 cabin an one acre Of Ian; an H. money
to de chil'en. who is far away from hero
now. an de servants is all gone 'cept me,
an rs stayed right 'yere to be near
mist'ess grave, an to look arter It, Is
tryin' hard to sarve OIL marster, an when
I reach. dem golden, gates. If de, gate
all has got to do is to call for my young
mist ess an when she looks through dem