Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1917-10-16
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by-an-by an struighten up. You Je4
res yt'scf." II
When Judy expressed hdmlration for
me or was solicitous Of my comfort, [
Immediately experienced a vague feels
Ing of impending trouble.
~ mos forgot dat yalIer Sallle Is
on de back porch waitln' to see YER"
(which yellow SallieT
Yellow Sallies are as plentiful on an
Arkansas plantation MS roses in June.
"Dat hyflutin' Niger what calls her
self Sadie" With n snort of contempt
and high head she trudged off TO the
kitchen humming: Ode fire will ketch
you sinner, run"
"GOOd mornin'. Miss Lena" said
neat looking yellow girl, as came
down the back veranda. miss Lena,
Use in little trubble an / wants you
to help me Outen It. Use named Sadie,
nm I helps Liza wild yo' clo'es eve'y
week"
EVERY well. Sadie, what Is the nature
of your trOuble2" / felt no surprise
at the request, as had held the Office
Of peace restOrer for the plantation
during the ten years of my happy mar
ried life.
sole Judy's at de bottom NV It,"
gIanclng Indignantly at the open kltch-
en- door "dey call her a mournin' shep-
ard pillar Of de church, but calls
her straight out old haitian, | does,
an If she warn't ole 'nOugh TO be my
nanny I'd play u chune on her neck"
Sadie's anger was evidently growing
as she prepared to relate her woes, and
as heard an Ominous snort from the
kithen thought It advisable to have
the story quickly and be done with 1t.
"It's dis way, Miss Lena" resumed
Sadie. "Eve'y body knows me an
Manuel has been fixln' to get mah'd for
some two years; but since he has been
wurlin' round de house here and UNI
der de 'fluences of dat old haitian, his
love has been GOBLIN an coolin'.
SO Liza, she ups an says he been con-
jured somebody's put bat in his bed.
/ tried not to b'lleve her, but fore
Gawd, Miss Lena, when Sabbath after
Sabbath went by an Manuel either 1rs'
stopt at de gate as he past gwine to
church, or didn't come bout a tall, l
les got n thinkin' 1t an warn't hardly
able to eat nOthin'. Liza, she jes' KEEP
on bout de conjur, tell / jes' couldn't
stan 1t no longer. So me an Liza puts
out over to Manuels hous' when we
was shO he was in de fier at work,
What do you recon 1 foun' dere, Miss
LenaT
| l could not imagine.
"They wus three bOkays on de tabul,
q, bottle of mus on de mantle shelf, a
pair~uv yO' ole lnce curtains. 'dOrning
der wlnders, pair Nv Mr.. Johns slip
pers under de bed, some cake 1 mos
know cumd from de big hOus', cause
twas In one NV your bes' white nap
kins. an phOtograf NV dat ole bag
hangin' on de wall"
swell, Sadie" said l. a new light
dawnlne on me, "since you love Man
uel and want tO-marry him, why don't
you put pretty fixlngs in his hOuser
You are younger and better looking
than Judy. You know"
"Yes, knows, Miss Lena, but I isn't
got nOthin' perty. Now, II you'd give
me err old tidy I'll put 1t on his chear
and try It,"
/ signaled my willingness.
"whlle you'se IN dc house, please
ma'am, gimme a little harts-hOrn for
LiZa's haid."
l begun to search for old finery,
dreaming the while Of helping Sadie to
beat Judy at her own game, thereby
smoothing the course Of true love.
Gathering up the find" and the am
monia bottle, 1 went back to the We
randa to discover a living moving mass
on the floor, composed Of kicking feet,
bobbing heads and flying hands.
Sadie holsted the white flag with
shrek. Judy, the ancient arose wind
ed, but triumphant and silently re-
sumed her daily avocatlon as If moth
ing out Of the ordinary had happened.
The crestfallen Sadie took the things
handed her and disappeared.
The next morning "the mistress was
also the maid" AS l was tolling over
the midday meal In walked Sadie, smll-
ing and happy.
"You jes' go 10 de hOts', Miss Lena"
she said, "Tll finish de dinner. Dc
mournin' shepard won't be here-no,
she won't be here soon."
Sadie laughed mysterlously. Last
night seed judy an my Manuel come
into de church arm in arm, an my
blood pintedly billed, tells yer. Pres
emily Brother Jarz&t he calls mourn
ers an we all sings fire will ketch
you, sinner, rum
manuel goes up TO de mourners'
bench. wild a LOT more men. Den out
falls de shepard I'm er trance-like
dald. puts de bottle Of harts-horn in
my pocket, an goes up. too. We mourn
ed a long ,ime, au7 3r9lher Jarrett, he
saw NVhv doau tnI #r.y DOVE no stiff