Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1917-10-28
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By E. AseuRY.

TIcS to Wurk. I'll ,Ome up to de house hg-an-by an strais hten up. You jes' nes' yo'self."
 When Judy expressed admiration for 1ae or was solicito IS of my comfort, I immediately experienced vague feel .ng of impending trouble.
 Y mos forgot dat yaller Sallfe is rn de back porch waitin' to see yer"
 (Which yellow Sallie2" :;
 Yellow Sallies are as plentiful on an Arkansas plantation as roses in June.
 ''Dat hyf'lutin' nigger what calls her. self Sadie." With a snort of contempt and high head she trudged off to the kitchen humming: "De fire will ketch you sinner, run"
 "Good mornin', Miss Lena," said a. neat looking yellow girl, as l came down the back veranda. "Miss Lena, I'se in little trubble an wants you to help me outen it. Ise named Sadie. an I helps Liza wid yo' clo'es eve'y week."
 "very we'll, Sadie, what is the nature of your trouble?' 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.
 ,"Ole Judy's at de bottom uv 1t" glancing indignantly at the open kitch- en door; "dey call her a mournin' shep- ard, a pillar of de church, but l calls her 8 straight out old haitian, l does, an if she warn't ole 'nOugh to be my nanny I'd play chune on her neck"
 Sadie's anger was evidently growing as she prepared to relate her woes, ana 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 fixin' to get mah'd for some two years; but since he has been wurkin' round de house here and un- der de 'fuences of dat old haitian, his love has been coolin' an coolin'.' So Liza, she ups an says he been con jured, somebody's put bat in his bed. tried not to b'lieve her, but fore Gawd, Miss Lena, when Sabbath after Sabbath went by an Manuel either jes' stopt at de gate as he past gwine to church, or didn't come bout tall, l ies' got thinkin' it an warn't hardly able to eat nothin'. Liza, she jes' kep' on bout de conjur, tell jes' couldn't stan 1t no longer. So me an Liza puts out over to Manuers hous' when we was sho he was in de f1er at work, What do you recon I foun' dere, Miss Lena?'
 could not imagine.
 "They wus three bokays. on de tabul, bottle of mus on de mantle she'f, pair uv yo' olei'lace curtains 'dorning der winders pair uv Mir. Johns slip pers under de bed, some cake l mos know cumd from de big hous', cause twas in one uv your bes' white nap kins, an photograf uv dat ole bag a hangin' on de wall."
 "Well, Sadie," said I, new light dawnine on mel "since you love Man slSand want to marry him, why don't N6u put pretty yaxings in his house? HpW are younger and better looking &aN Judy. you know" 'sAs
 &sYes, knows, Miss Lena, but isn't Tot nothin' perty. Now, if you'd give kle CT old tidy I'd put it on his chear Ind try it." {@s MsI signaled my willingness.
 "While you'se in de house, please @A,am, gimme little .harts-horn for Mza,s haid." |,, lE begun to search for old finery, ,dreAming the while of helping Sadie to |3neat Judy at her own game, thereby sHmoothing the course of true love. GatKerlng up the find" and the ann inlonia bottle, I went back to the ve- ,gapda to discover living moving mass. i0R the floor, composed of kicking feet, bQbbing heads and flying hands, |iIt,Sa'die hoisted the white flag with a ishriek. Judy, the ancient, arose wind |HHs but triumphant and silently re- s4rned her daily avocatfon as if noth-. ,sfdg! out of the ordinary had happened.
 1.-The crestfallen Sadie took the things a[ handed her and disappeared. ':.,.:: x. |a!hkIhe next morning ''the mistress was i also the maid." As was toiling over the midday meal in walked Sadie, smil- ing and happy. : s''fs4 ya. ! s < You jes' go to de hous', Miss Lena" she said, "Ill finish, de dinner. De mournin'l shepard won't be here-no, she won't be here soon.'' ,.i
 Sadie laughed mysteriously., "Last night seed Judy an' my Manuel come into de church arm in arm, an my blood pintedly billed, I tells yer. Pres ently Brother Jarrett, he calls. mourn CTS an we all sings, fire win ketch you, sinner, rum
 i"Manuel goes up to de mourners' bench wid a lot more men. Den out falls de shepard in CT trance-like daid. puts de bottle of harts-horn in my pocket, an goes up too. We mourn ed g, long time, and Brother Jarrett, he say, 'Why doan yo' pray, don't be stiff necked an keep de shepard precon- scious all night" Den we all went to