Beadle's Dime Novels No. 33: Maum Guinea and Her Plantation Children — page 29: what you’re looking at

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model master—but a strict disciplinarian, and would not allow such irregular proceedings as having one of his slaves go toa neighbor's plantation in search of a Partner. Almost discouraged, Hyperion returned to Massa Philip to get him to intercede for him, and was told that eet a wise at present, — “ Wait a while, you rascal, wait a while, Til see that you aren’t obliged to marry July, if f you have such a bad opinion of her. Maybe you can_get Rose ) yet, if you are patient ; there's more Christmases coming.” _ This was the shadow. which had fallen upon the see? lovers—a light shadow, compared to darkness which migh be, but which gaye a sad, cold look to De vivacious, and drew the sharp eyes of Maum Guinea upon them with no common interest, as they threaded the mazes of Uncle Zip’s not very intricate music. | “’Tain’t weddin’-cake,” she Said, meaningly, as she offered them of the stores in her basket when the dance was finished ; “But I guess yer can eat it. Praps, whet Maum Ginny bakes weddin-ake for de young mass, some oder folk get der share too.” “Laws, how you. do go on!” ejaculated Rose; but she sighed afterward. ° In the mean time, if one couple was in the shade, another was in the light. Jim, the coachman, was in exuberant spirits ; he flung himself ground so, during the dance, that there was danger of his getting himself —, leaping up and hitting hig long heels together i came down differently from. what he expected, to the ‘inex. tinguishable” merriment of the whole company, from the toothless negress mumbling over the ashes, to the pickanlany rolling on the ground near by. “Tell yer what, Maum Ginny,” spoke Jim, after Rose, 4 Comicloook<Sa colin)