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74 MAUM GUINEA. some mouey. Oh, Maumy, what shall I do?—my head is all a-fire.” “Don’t «wake on so, honey; drink dis, hot coffee, ‘pwill clar yer head,” she urged again, coaxingly. , ‘ Leastwise, don’t gib it up yet. I don’ beliey Miss Virginny’ll let Rose go. I'll go to her, myself, and tell her dis berry ebening—Ill go to Massa Bell, and I'll shake my fist in his face, and tell him if he sell dat girl way to New Orleans gentleum, he'll nebber prosper long as he lib. Tl scar’ him out of it! Taste yer coffee, do, chile.” ; é . A drowning man catches at straws; and Hyperion, holding himself so high an opinion of the cook’s character and influ- ence, felt cheered by her promise to interfere in the matter. He drank the stimulating beverage which she ‘pressed upon him, and felt his spirits rise into a degree of hope. Judge Bell had not said that he was positively going to dispose of Rose; he had expressed reluctance to part with her, and if he could get Maum Guinea, Miss Virginia, and perhaps young Massa Philip to intercede for her, she might be saved from the fate which threatened her —she might some time be his wife, as Philip and Virginia had promised. How willing would he be now, to wait a year, or two years, if he could be certain that she would then be his! Would he not even be resigned to giving her up entirely, if he could know that she would never fall into the hands of that diamond gentleman ? . Tlie Sabbath is a day not particularly observed for its religious character upon extreme sonjhern plantations. Some of the Creole planters work their slaves alike upon that and other days; but generally it is kept as a kind of lazy-day But during Christmas week, it was holiday lik@the rest; the sound of a banjo, accompanied by lively singing, came from a cabin not far from Maum Guinea's; the ambitious young CcommiclooolkS.c@mn)