Williston graphic. (Williston, Williams County, N.D.) 1895-1919, 1905-10-05

Through Ill the tearing and the
swaying and the grinding ct boards
and posts and trees, kinky, woolly
head kept close beside Z golden one.
They rose; they fell; they rolled; they
tumbled, according to the caprice of
the storm king, but nothing could tear
the faithful negro girl away from her
duty. 9 sgs,4&& @
Suddenly they felt still GOODNESS
rising about them. The tempest had
grown tired of part of its burden, and
had cast these two down with boards
and tree branches and all sorts of de-
| bris about them into the middle OF a
| little stream; not small now, but
| angry and swollen with the heavy
rain that had been falling all. the
time. ,a@..5 .e
''Oh, Marthy, Marthy, where are We
now?" piped the childish voice.
ives all right, and amt killed yet.
Honey Lamb, and don't you think
you'se gwine to be drownded, Honey
Lamb, kase Use a prayin' powerful
agin it, ~, - %"
"Marthy, where do you s'pose
mamma is?" ' ~ ~ % .'
| Ode good Lawd only knows, Honey
Lamb. She amt at home, kase Yves
brought most OBJ de house with us.
She must be somewhat. but de good
| Lawd only knows whah."
! .'Oh Marthy! we're getting deeper
in the water! Why, Marthy, it's clear
up to your waist. Can't you get out
Marthy?"
"No,. Honey Lamb, my knee is
ketched fas' in somethin', and KANT
move"
ooh, Marthy, Marthy! the waters
getting deeper and deeper all the
time Why, it's up to my waist now,
Marthy!" "*. 5--
Don't you be gettin' scared, Honey
Lamb, kase Use a-prayin' all de time
powerful .hahd dat you won't get
drownded. Dere's a lot oh stuff piled
up down dar and de waters backin
up, but you jes' climb up on dat board
out OBJ de water, and I'll hold you
dar, so you KANT get drownded.
OATS de way! Now you'se clean out
OBJ de water"
'tOh, Marthy, Marthy! The waters
clear up to your neck now-oh-oh
OH"
Don't you be scared, Honey Lamb,
kase Use prayin' powerful hand"
From the bank Of the stream WON.
ans voice cried out: "Oh, there they
fare! There they are" A mothers
quick eye took in the whole situation.
'Hold on little bit longer. Marthy,
and the men will be there" ..
ooh, Missus Hagen! Oh, Mister
Travers, Use so glad you'se come, kase
KANT hold on much longer. De
waters clean up to my mouf now"
The men waded into the stream, but
before they could reach the two, the
arm that held Beatrice in place above
the water had fallen senseless and
the kinky head sunk beneath the
gurgling yellow waters, but Beatrice
was rescued unhurt, and the faithful
negro girls prayer was answered.
Ndu yVu save ~ Mo1
screamed Mrs. Hagen from the bank.
The men were trying. They got her
head above water and released the
mangled foot; then bore her out of
the stream, where they worked with
her until the big eyes opened once
again. She saw her mistress bending
over her.
"Oh, Mrs. Hagen, won't you for
give me?" she sobbed.
Forgive you? What in the world
have I to forgive you for, Marthy?"
"Kase went to sleep and let de sly
coon come and take Beatrice away. o,
Use so sorry, Mrs. Hagen. dat I went
to sleep and let the de sly coon GOMEZ"
"Why, you blessed child, you
couldn't have stopped the cyclone if
you had been awake"
"Den you amt mad at me, Missus
Hagen?" "
MAD at you, child? Well, should
think not, after you saved my little
girls life!"
"Oh, Use so glad you amt mad;"
and Marthy lay back and closed her
eyes with a great sigh of relief-Coun-
try Gentleman.
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