Wlliam Gilmore Simms
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Novel (Romance) | Redfield | 1854
Transcription COW-CHASING. 393
Da's some of you sodger bin guine tief de milk, and breck
down de gate of de cow-lot. Wha' den ?�Brindle gone
Becky gone�Polly gone. Tree of maussa best cow gone,
'kaise you sodger lub milk. Wha' Scip for do ? Wha' maussa
tell um. It's dat is brin me here. I guine look for de cow. I
no bring um home by daylight, maussa say driber shall gib
me h--11."
And so you want to pass here, Scipio, in order to look
after the cattle ? Suppose now I should not suffer you to pass,
suppose I should send you back to get your flogging ?"
Suppose you does ?" said the other, boldly ; suppose you
does, you's no gempleman. Da's a mean buckrah, Mass Boo-
ram, wha' kin do so to poor nigga. Wha' for you guine let
maussa gib me h�11 ? I ebber hurt you, Mass Booram ? 'Tis
you own sodger guine for tief de milk, dat's let out Brindle
and Becky. Scip nebber let 'em out. Wha' for you no say �
whip de sodger wha' for you say whip de nigga ?"
It is a hard case, Scip, and you shall pass, though it's agin
orders. But remember, old boy; when you bring home the
cows, I must have the first milking. You shall provide me
with milk so long as we stay here for saving you from this flog-
ging."
Da's a bargain," said the negro, preparing to depart :
da's fair. Mass Booram, I bin always tink you was a gem-
pleman, dat hab a lub for poor nigga. I kin speak for you
after dis."" Thank you, Scipio,' said the other good-naturedly. Take
piece of gunj a he berry good, Mass Booram my wife make
'em."
The negro broke his molasses-cake evenly between himself
and the soldier, who did not scruple readily to receive it. A
few more words were exchanged between them, when, passing
the avenue, Scipio hurried forward, and found himself, his
chief difficulties surmounted, in the deep bosom of the ad-
joining woods.
Free of all present restraint, the tongue of Scipio, after a
very common fashion among negroes, discoursed freely to its
proprietor, aloud, upon the difficulties yet before him.
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