Pulp Fiction, 1861 · page 94 of 228
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86 MAUM GUINEA. “Yl give you five hundred for him—not a cent more.’ “My heart jumped right up in my mouf; I went ‘and picked my boy up, and stood a-looking at ’em, wild-like. “ * Sophy,’ says massa, kind of laughin’, but shamed-like, ‘how’d you like to give up your boy to this nice gemman here? He'd be took good care of—jest as good as you could give him.’ “Oh, massa! dat was ebery word I could say; but I didn’t belieb him den, ’kase he was a kind of laughin’, and I t’ought he was tryin’ me for a joke. _ €€Pye partly promised him to dis gemman; so you may wash him up and get him ready, for he’s got to leab in two hours, in de stage.’ “Oh, massa, I can’t! I can’t !—I kind of screamed it out, which made him a little angry, for he spoke more sharp. “*Pshaw! says he, ‘don't be foolish, Sophy. He'll be well treated. ‘You see, dis gemman has got a girl has lost her baby, and she wants anodder, and she'll be extra kind to it. You'll hab anodder in a month or two, and den you won’t mind de loss of dis so much,’ and he laughed. ‘One’ll be ’nuff for you to take care of; don’t be selfish, my girl. Go and get de boy ready,“and bring him back here; and be- spry "bout it—ain’t no time to spate. Til show you de girl as is to keep him, and you'll see she’s a nice pusson.’ “Can't I take him down to de field to bid his pop good- bye?’ I asked. “‘ Dar won't be time; besides, itll only make you both feel wuss, Wen your oder baby is born, you won't miss dis. Come, Sophy, be spry.’ “J went to my cabin wid my boy. I tried to get outa little apron to put on him, and to wash- his face and hands. But I was too weak; I jist staggered to de bed, and set down and cried ober him, and kissed him. T’ree, four times I tried wer conmmiclooolks. Gorn "| die