Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1917-11-21
BY z. RASBURY.
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nice to wurk. I'll come up to de house
by-an-by an straighten up. You jes'
res yoself."
When Judy expressed admiration for
me or was solicitous Of my comfort,
Immediately experienced vague feel
ing Of impending trouble.
"I mos forgot dat yaller Sallie Is
on de back porch waitin' to see yer"
(which yellow Sallie?"
Yellow Sallies are as plentiful on an
Arkansas plantation as roses in June.
"Dat hyflutin' niger what calls her
self Sadie" With 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 q
neat looking yellow girl, as 1 came
down the back veranda. "Miss Lena,
Use in q little trubble an wants you
TO help me outen it. Use named Sadie,
an I helps Liza wild yo' clo'es eVe'y
week"
every we'll, Sadie, what is the nature
of your troubleY felt no surprise
at the request, as had held the once
of peace restorer for the plantation
during the ten years of my happy mar
ried life.
"Ole Judy's at de bottom Nv It,"
glancing Indignantly at the open kitch-
en- door; "dey call her mournin' shep-
ard, a pillar of de church, but calls
her a straight out old haitian, / does,
an If she warn't ole 'nough to be my
nanny I'd play a 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 I thought it advisable to have
the story quickly and be done with IL.
"It's dis way, Miss Lena" resumed
Sadie. "Eve'y body knows me an
Manuel has been fxin' 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, MS
love has been a coolin' an coolin'.
So Liza, she ups an says he been con-
jured, somebody's put bat in his pea.
I 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 a tall,
les got q thlnkin' it an warnt hardly
able to eat nothin'. Liza, she jes' KEEP
on bout de conjur, tell jes' couldn't
stan it no longer. So me an Liza puts
out over to Manuels hous' when we
was sho he was in de fer at WORK.
What do you recon foun' dere, MISS
Lena?"
could not imagine.
oThey wus three bokays on de tabul,
q bottle of mus on de mantle she'f,
pair Nv yo' ole lace curtains 'dorning
der winders, a pair Nv Mr.. Johns Slip
pers under de bed, some cake l mos
know cumd from de big hous', cause
twas in one Nv your bes' white nap
kins, an photograf Nv dat ole hag a
hangin' on de wall"
ssWell, Sadie" said /, a new hgnt
dawning on me, "since you love Man
uel and want to marry him. why don't
you put pretty fixings in his house!
You are younger and better looking
than Judy, you know"
eyes, knows, Miss Lena, but isn't
got nothin' perty. Now, If you'd give
me er old tidy I'd put it on his cheaR
and try It."
I signaled my willingness.
"While you'se in de house, please
ma'am, gimme q little harts-horn for
Liza's haid."
7 begun to search for old fnery,
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, went back to the We
randa to discover living moving mass
on the floor, composed Of kicking feet,
bobbing heads and flying hands.
Sadie hoisted the white flag with
shrek. Judy, the ancient, arose wind
ed, but triumphant and silently re-
sumed her daily avocation as If moth
ing out of the ordinary had happened
The crestfallen Sadie took the things
I handed her and disappeared.
The next morning "the mistress was
also the maid" AS was toiling over
the midday meal in walked Sadie, smil-
ing and happy. ..
"You jes' go to de hous', Miss Lena"
she said, "I'll finish de dinner. De
mournin' shepard won't be here-no,
she won't be here Soon."
Sadie laughed mysteriously. "Last
night seed Judy an my Manuel come
into de church arm in arm, an my
blood ptntedly billed, I tells yer. Pres
emily Brother Jarrett, he calls mourn
ers an we all sings, fire will ketch
you, sinner, rum
"Manuel goes up to de mourners'
bench wild lot more men. Den out