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26 A DAUGHTER OF MARYLAND. woman: an’ dem men shoot, an’ she fall dar dead! Dar, I don’ tol’ yit at last. How de ribber do roar !’’ Aurian, at a loss to know what to say, remained silent. She was half inclined to think that Uncle Frost’s mind’ was wandering. But he had spoken terribly in earnest. In a moment he resumed : ‘‘T don’ know but I hollered, but I tried not to. I couldn’t stop to see mo’. I jess got back to dem hosses, an’ stood dar stock still. JI didn’t hear enny mo’ sound from de mill, but arter what seemed a long while massa came out, lookin’ whiter den enny ghost. He looked scart, tuo. ‘Did yo’ git tired ob waitin,’ Frost?’ he asked. I nebber fergit dem words, an’ dey wuz de las’ he eber say to poor me. He got inter his saddle afore I could git to help him. Den he rode off home, wiv me a follerin’ arter. W’en we got home, he flung de rein to me, an’ he stride off inter th’ house wivout a word. Dat wuz de las’ time I ebber see him alive. How de ribber do roar, honey. ‘*In de mornin’ massa wuz found dead. Some said he had shot himsel’. Mebbe dey wuz right. I nebber say a word. Yit wuz an orful time at Graymont. Little Massa Carroll lef’ wiv no one to look arter him, yit seemed as if de po’ leetle t’ing mus’ perish, till Debby an’ I begun to look arter him. Den a mos’ s’prisin’ t’ing wuz found. Massa Southard had given ebery black on de ol’ plantation his freedom, man, woman an’ child. Dat’s w’en Debby an’ I got ours, but I didn’t feel like shoutin’ wiv t’others. Nex’ it wuz found dat de whole plantation had been lef’ to a stranger till leetle Carroll should be a man. Dat man come on wiv his swagger, an’ everyt’ing goes to ruination as yo’ see. Leetle Massa Carroll wuz sent on North to be looked arter by strangers. He wuz brought back fer a few years, but de ol’ man nebber see him ag’in. Dar yo’ hab de orful story, Missus Orry. Do yo’ blame de ol’ man fer wantin’ to git yit off his mind afore he passed ober de dark ribber?’’ comicbook co