I neber 'jected to you marryin' any lady you like bes', an' 'tain't f'ar Mahs' Junius, now Ise ole an' gittin' on de careen, fur you to ax me wot

you ole black Jasper!"

"Where did you say your Master Robert had gone?" "To ole Miss Keswick's.

"I's gwine ter speak my min' to ole miss.

I'm ole an' mos' worn out.

Dere wuz ole Mars Henry Brayboy's niggers, en ole Mars Jeems McLean's niggers, en Mars Dugal's own niggers; den dey wuz a settlement er free niggers en po' buckrahs down by de Wim'l'ton Road, en Mars Dugal' had de only vimya'd in de naberhood.

Sometimes us slaves would stay out later at night than ole marster seid we could and they send the patrols out for us.

But warn't ole Miss hoppin' wen

I belonged to ole Doctah White.