"Where did you get this?" she asked.
"My poor ole man gabe it to me, de last time I sees him, and he takes
anoder like it, and say, 'Phillis, we will keep dem; dey's not quite as
'spressive as de garultypes ob missus's, but when you sees dat, you may
know dat old Bingo am tinking ob you."
"And do you ever think to meet him again?" asked Natalie, without
betraying her emotion at such a discovery.
"Oh, missy, if he know anyting about heaven, I might 'speck to meet him
dar; but we not know anyting 'bout dat good place den, and I 'specks he
am clean used up by dis time; clean gone, widout eber hearin' ob de
good Lor'!"
"And your children,--you have never forgotten them?"
"No, missy, I neber forgets dem, and though dey brack as dar mammy, I
lub dem as much as dat pure creter dar; and I takes dem in my arms, and
press dem to my heart de same, but I rudder be called to part wid dem,
dan dat such as she hab to gib up her chilen, for 'pears like I can bear
it better, cause I's brack."
"My good woman, you have a forgiving spirit for your oppressors, and,
thank God, I have it in my power to make two of my fellow mortals happy.
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