Wlliam Gilmore Simms
Mellichampe: A Legend of the Santee >> Chapter XI: Scipio >> Page 101

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Novel (Romance) | Redfield | 1854
Transcription Scipio. 101
"You shall see, you black rascal, soon enough," was the reply.
" Noose it now, Drummond," was the order of the tory.
It was obeyed, and in another moment the cord encircled the neck of the terrified Scipio.
" Confess now,,sir confess all you have done� all that you know. Have you not seen the rebel to-night?"" Which one, Mass Cappin ?"
No fooling, fellow. You know well enough who I mean�the rebel Mellichampe.""Wha' Mass Arnest ?""Ay"
No, sa, Mass Cappin. It's trute wha' I tell you now. I bery glad for see Mass Arnest, but I a'n't sees 'em dis tree day and seven week. He's gone, day say, high up the San-tee, wib de rest."
And you haven't seen him to-night ?"
Da's a trute I no see'm to-night.""A d �d lie, Scipio, which must be punished. Tuck him up, Drummond."
Hab a pity on poor nigger, Mass Cappin ! It's a nigger is no wort salt to be hoin'ny. Hab a pity on poor nigger. Ah, Mass Barsfield, you no guine hang Scip ? I make prayers for you, Mass Barsfield, you no hang Scip dis time."
The negro implored earnestly as the design appeared more determinately urged by the tory. He was seriously terrified with the prospect before him, and his voice grew thick with horror and increasing alarm.
Confess, then, or, by God ! you swing on that tree. Tell all that you know, for nothing else can save you."
I hab noting to tell, Mass Cappin. I berry good nigger, da's honest, sa, more dan all de rest of massa's niggers, only I will tief Bacon, Mass Cappin. I can't help fief bacon when I git a chance, massa. Da's all da's agen Scip, Mass Cap-pin."
There was so much of simplicity in Scipio's mode of defence, that Barsfield half inclined to believe that he was really ignorant of the place of Mellichampe's concealment ; but, as he