The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1911-07-21

i rode down to whar T could sae
Two or three miles an sot ON INV
nose, loolKin' down de road. Fust
thlng knew sor niger gal lookin'
Irou de rails OBJ de fence. She war
smllin' at me, shown her teeth lax an
alngators Jaw. An she says. 'wha'
20 dom darr An says, 'Watchin'
10 de Yanks.' An she says, VIVA yo'
watchin' TO de Yanks for An
says, To wan ma mars II dey come.
she talks to me awhile, an bimehy
she says, Come down dar an, I Glib
20 some applejaek.' war all tired
out ridin' SO, had an powerful thirsty
out say, 1 don't want no applejack.'
Yes, yo' do she says. L kin see yo'
mouf waterin' TO it. Go way an
let me Alone | says.
DO 20 know wha' dat gal did?
She p'inted to de house whar de apple
jack war, an she says. i keep watch
70 yo' while yo' go down an get
drink l fell under de temptation an,
lax a fool. left dat gal to watch an
went down to de house an filed ma
eanteen with de applejack. Same time
TUX long drink. war gittin' ready
to so back when hearn a clatter OBJ
critters hoofs on de road above an
saw a lot OBJ bluecoats gallopin' past
toward de house whar Mars Harry war
writin' the Tub letter to Missy Della.
II want to kill somebody sartin. l
got on ma hose an, ridin' back to de
road. saw de gal dot brought de trouble
on me skulkin' away l fred ma re-
yolver at her. Den rode on. follerin
de Yanks. hearn shootin' ahead. but
when l got to de house whar Mars
Harry was writin he lub letter de
sojers war all gone. But dar beside
de road saw what hants me eber
since"
He put his hand to his eyes as II to
shut out some painful sight. Presently
be moaned:
MARS Harry layin' dar shot dead"
For that few minutes he had been
tempted to relax his watchfulness he
was paying lifelong penalty. Posi-.
bly, he had dwelt upon his fault SO
long that 1t had affected his mind
l wondered at the love this black man
had for one whom he considered so
far his superior-the daughter of the
man who had owned him and could
have sold him Us horse or a dog.
II knelt down beside him." he con.
tinued. IAN called to him: Mars Har-
ry. come to life ag'in an femme be
daid In yo' place. CANT i've to face
Missy Della nohow. How gwine
to go through life with this curse on
mel Come back, Mars Harry; come
back To- Missy Della. She CANT go
through de worl' without yo'.'
But he didn't wake up no mo-, an
when see 1t want no use talkin' to
him TUX him up an carried him into
de house. An then l got wagon an
Griv him to de plantation"
He made an effort to tell me of his
reception there. but failed.
How did your mistress treat you
after the misfortuneY | asked.
"Misfo'tune! Dat want no misfo-
tune; dat war yieldin' to temptation.
rs one OBJ de goats dat is Token from
de sheep. Ef | hadn't listened to dat
gal Mars Harry wouldn't "a got kill
ed didn't hab de courage to go back
TO de plantation TO n long time: den
sneaked in among de udder niggers an
hid in do BAN. Some niger sor me
an tole Missy Della was come home
She hearn all about how Mars Harry
got killed, an thar want anything TO
me to Tess. She sent TO me to come
up to de house. My legs badly car
ried me dar. Missy Della war standin'
by herself in de hall. stood at de do
When she sor me she put up her ham,
chekufr to her eyes an held out her
hand to me- She didn't say a wod.
but | knowed she fo'gib me.
Dat didn't do me no good" he con-
tinued after a pause, "'cause | didn't
fo'gib maself."
lis your mistress living at the plan
tation house nowT | asked
II reckon she is dar or wouldn't be
hyar. Much as | respec' mars.
wouldn't stay hyar II missy war away
dom penance. De plantation run.
min down since de prockelmation. De
niggers dat laks to wok laks to wo'k
TO thairselves. De udders WON'T wo'k
nohow. Brmby all go TO de debbil;
den glib my 'arnin's to missy"
At that moment woman dressed IN
deep mourning came out of the front
door of the manor house and stood
looking pensively on the landscape.
dat Missy Della" said Julius. look
ing at the lady. the usual melancholy
Of his eye intensified "She neber git
ober II. neber git ober it. She war
STRICKEN In de heart: war STRICKEN
10 de reelin' In de day | see missy
mow'nin'; in the night wake up an
see Mars Harry lynn dead in de road"