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RETALIATION. 95 ° back here, in hopes ee —TI'd have some hopes, if I could get wid him,» “Oh, Nelson, what'll we do? I cried; but he looked so worn and fagged, I wouldn’t tell him how heavy my heart was; I sot some milk and potatoes on the table, and he eat SN rt “*Sophy, I must go,’ says he, as soon as he’d done eating. ~“T begged him to let me go wid him, w’atever happened ; but he wouldn’t hear to it den; he said Pd be a drawback, *kase dey might get wid Nat, and get to fightin’ de whites ag’in, and den women-folks would be in de way. “*¥ou jest hold your tongue, and don’t let on dat you ever knowed what was goin’ on; and you won't be harmed,’ says he. ‘If I don’t get back for you—if it’s a failure after all, and de Lord widholds His help—den, if you don’ hear from me, jest wait your chance, ef you have to wait a year, and run away he fus’ opportunity, and make your way to de ico aaah SS oe emg: a amNT : you'll find frien’s, dar? “He wrung my hand most off, and T-clung to him like a burr, but he broke away, and went out into de night, and I crept back into bed to purtend to sleep, as if nothin’ had hap- pened. De next day many white men rode up to de house, all armed wid swords, pistols and guns; and dey buried massa and missus, and dey dragged off every colored man dar was, w’at had nothin’ to do wid de troubles at all. — vA country, and soldiers ’way from Norfolk and Richmond, dey _ come to’ help put down de blacks. age cotati “Dey done and gone and butchered our people widout judge or jury—hundreds ayd hundreds was shot, which was @ mussiful death, quick over But shooting was too good for comiclooks.conn