Penny Dreadfuls, 1890 · page 80 of 394
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72 - THE INDIAN’S PATIENT. Jis’ geddered dem all up an’ burnt dem in de Biche furnace. ’ : ‘¢ Stead of gittin’ mad at dis, he look very much ats and say: ‘< €All right; it wasn’t much account; but you had no business to burn any book without first asking questions.’ ” ‘‘Where is Ae now?” ‘Gone to Saint Louis, he says. He tole Miss Rowe to tek care of all his tings till she heard from him ’bout dem,” —€€And you?” ‘‘Oh, I’se b‘long to myself now, Ain't I tell yer ’bout de poor chile givin’ me my freedom an’ five hundred dollar jis’ afore she died?” ‘‘Did he consent?” ae ‘‘Sartinly ; Ze draw’d up de deed. I got it here wid de money. Tink he’s berry willin’ to git rid of me We allus did ’spise one anoder from de fus’ minit he started to court my poor young missus. Now he’s got all her property, wot you s’pose he want wid one ole creetur like me?” . **What do you mean to do with your freedom and your money?” ‘Injoy ‘em de bes’ I kin. She tell me fur go to my ole people in Mississippi. Lord knows uf I’d eber fine dem now. Spec dey done scatter to de four winds by dis time. Niggers don’t ay togedder 28 arter dey ole owners dead an’ gone.” 3 Eomicbooks.co