Belding banner. (Belding, Mich.) 1889-1918, 1909-05-13
ically and glanced about the apart.

ically and glanced about the apart
ment in proprietary manner.
Dem wax-fowahs hahn ought tub
set so close tub de windah nohow,"
she remarked, irrelevantly; de sun
done melt de watah-lily scan'lous.
"Yo' kin change de place. Sistah
Roxy" replied Mr.. Jackson, obliging-
i ly; "ack ez eff de house wuh your'n,
an do jes' whit yo' zires," and Mrs
Bristow smiled as though satisfied as
she moved the glass case Of waXen
i blossoms to the other side of the
ROOM
II feels faint-like and hollah inside"
resumed the gentleman after long
i silence. dis am a mighty sad ca
sion fun me, Sistah Roxy, an meh
haht am soon gwine tub be ez empty
ez meh stummick, but hit am de will
o Gawd, ez yo' done 'pinionate, sis
! tab"
DE stummick," remarked the lady.
refectively, kin git filled up an easy
like ag'in. How bout de haht, Broth
all Jackson, how bout de haht?'
"Sistah Roxy" he returned, sorrow
! fully, will yo' walk home wild me
f'om de grave when we lays Juliana
away? Use gwine tub need de sup
pot O frien's ez we'll cz ligion tub
keep me up, sistah."
"Brothah Jackson" she responded,
with evident appreciation of the COM
| pliment, ''yo' kin lean on me eff yo so
zires. Use gwine tub hep yo' bean up
undah yo' Fiction, Brothah Jackson"
"Sistah Roxy" he replied, gallantly
come wild me tub de kitchin. Yo' an
me- has done set hyah dis long time
wotchin fuh de Daith Angil tub light
on Juliana. Yo' mus be tired an
an faithful Lemme conduc yo tub
de kitchin, Sistah Roxy. Aun Judy
kin wotch out fun de flies"
Had the patient watchers looked be-
hind them as they transferred the fan
to Aunt Judy and made a hasty exit
they might have observed that Sister
Juliana's eyes had opened and were
fixed upon them with the expression
of one who contemplates earthly
rather than heavenly transactions.
"Juliana," whispered Aunt Judy.
bending close over the bed, does yo'
see him, Juliana?"
But the heavy eyelids dropped wear
lily as though to shut out forever all
unwelcome sights.
"She done move yo fowahs, honey"
continued the old woman; she tuck
an move yo' fiowahs f'om de place yo'
done Selected. Does yo' hyah me,
Juliana?"
! Juliana, however. still remained in
different to transitory things.
'Dey done kill yo raid roostah," re-
sumed Aunt Judy, eagerly. AN de ole
speckled hen, too, tub bile fun de
funeral dinnah. Dey done got yo mos
buried, honey. Does yo' hyah me,
Juliana? He am up tub he same ole
tricks; dey ain mo- flirtatious mig
gah in Poketown den jeremiah Jack
son..
Aunt Judy paused for breath and
gazed intently at the motionless fig
ure.
Don yo' go, Juliana." she contin-
ued, insistently, don yo' give dat no
count niggah no chance tub shake de
free laig agin."
Encouraged by slight culver of the
eyelid, Aunt Judy went on breath
lessly:
Does yo' zire Roxy Bristow tub set
up in yo' house an fry yo' bacon? Is
yo' gwine tub low huh tub move yo'
flowahs an 'dulge in chaste converse
ton wild yo' husban ovah yo' haid
Come back an spite EN-, Juliana.
Come back, honey! / knows yo' kin,
Gaze yo' time ain come yit | knows
yo'! Juliana, does yo' hyah me ?
Juliana!"
The door opened suddenly to adj
nit Brother Reese, who entered with
the sleek and unctuous manner of one
who has dined to repletion upon
greasy but highly satisfactory viands.
He was followed by mixed assembly
of neighbors who had been assisting
in the preparation of the funeral
meats, and finally by Brother Jackson
and Sister Roxy, who at once resumed
their former positions.
"Sistah Juliana," inquired Brother
Reese, with interest, has yo' gone
home, Sistah Juliana?"
Take me wild yo', Juliana," said
Mr.. Jackson, returning mechanically
to his former appeal, with the air OF
one who knows the proper thing to
say under the circumstances.
Say a few wo'ds tub help us all
Brothah Reese" urged Mrs. Brlstow
taking possession of the fan; ives al
got tub follah aftah Sistah Juliana
some day. Light de dahk way, broth
an light de dahk way
"Meh frien's," said Brother Reese
rising and spreading his hands out
over the bed, 'yo' sees beio' yo' sou
Dustin fom a sinful body. De body
am de dus' O. de yearth; de soul am
de clouds o de aiah.'
Amen, dat's So" agreed Mrs Bris
tow emphatically.
Some Clouds" continued Brother