A Daughter of Maryland — page 74: what you’re looking at

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~ "A DAUGHTER OF MARYLAND, BY He soon rallied, however, and before Miss Lancier could reach his side, he had started to a sitting posture, and was staring around him like one pursued by enemies. ‘“‘Are you injured so you cannot stand alone?’’ asked Aurian. ‘‘If you are able to sit in the saddle S’posen shall take you to Sylvania, where you shall have good care. If you do not think you can ride so far on horseback, S’posen shall go home for a cart to take you there.’’ ‘I’se berry t’ankful to yo’, missus; yo’s berry kind to an ol’ man, but I’se berry comf’ble hyur. I don’ t’ink I’se berry bad hu’t; yo’ see de tim’er didn’t press berry hard on me, but jess hild de ol’ nan so he couldn’t stir. I’se sorry to boddered yo’, but yo’ can go now. I’se ain’t nuff ’count fer sich a fine lady as yo’ to bodder wiv.’’ Underlying his words was an anxiety even yet Aurian did not notice, and attributing his refusal of her proffered aid to a desire not to be of any trouble to her, Aurian would not listen to him. S’posen was told to help him up, and with her assistance the negro was enabled to regain his feet. ‘*Where do you live?’’ asked Aurian, ‘nding that- he was not injured as severely as she had expected. ‘<TI—’ way ober de mount’ins, missus. I’se powerful glad fo’ yo’ hel’.’’ Then he added, as if feeling that his explanation had not been sufficient: ‘‘Yo’ see I’se a free nigger, missus; an’ I wuz comin’ ober to see Uncle Frostus, an’ somehow I s’pec’s I’se lost my way. But yo’ needn’t worrit, honey; de ol’ man wull git dar in time.’’ ‘*Uncle Frost is dead and Aunt Debby is stopping at Sylvania, my home. S’posen, bring down Gyp here, and we will see if the poor man cannot ride up to Sylvania. You can walk beside him.”’ Murmuring over something she did not hear, S’posen went after the horse, and when she had got out of patience -waiting for him, he returned with Biack Gyp. ‘‘Bushes berry bad to git fro’,’’ he said simply, as he helped the old man into the saddle. Ahi comer ~~ comic Sian ‘S.COIr ee ety A ee tis a Sayen eeky Be ho butane Se, 5 Ae inet