Beadle's Dime Novels No. 33: Maum Guinea and Her Plantation Children — page 20: what you’re looking at

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; 14 MAUM GUINEA. “Why, n0, certainly not; it’s a bad practice,” ‘answered the young man, growing serious, while a shadow fel] over the brilliant face of the “boy ;” “but I hope you don’t think of getting married, at home or abroad, Hyperion ?” “I was a t'inking, do I hadn’ spoken to her "bout it, nor wouldn’ till I'd asked you. ‘Twon't be no trouble to you she’s a berry, berry nice pusson, and tinks a heap of me.” “ How do you know, if you haven’t asked her?” “Oh, massa! I guesses it,”—with a sly chuckle. _ “Who is it? If you want to be so foolish as to get mar- ried, why don’t you take July, here at home? that would be sensible.” “July !’—with a queer contortion—“ she’s such a bad tem- per, massa,"—peering up at the window to see if that person was within hearing—“’sides, she’s 'gaged to Jim.” “T don’t think the Colonel will consent to your marrying of the plantation';and'I don’t know as I shall tet yoy'marry at all—bad practice, But you hayen’t told me who it is.” “It’s Miss Bell’s Rose, massa.” The young gentleman flushed up in the guiltiest manner he couldn’t help it, for the shrewa uti: Ghee were reading his face. — ‘ “Oh, it is, is it ?” | “Yes, massa; and maybe 'twill be all in de family. arter ali—hi! hi!” ; “Clear out, you rascal! Go and dust my clothes, need it.” ~ “ But, massa—” “Well! well! clear out, I say. Maybe I'll speak to the Colonel, though I guess you're capable of managing your own. business. It ism’t best to be in too much of « hurry about it, though.” ; comichbooks.com