Maum Winnie, an old negro servant, who claimed to have raised Mars Ned (Nelly's papa), now proved a faithful friend and a great comfort ten‘ nuffin, an‘ scnce he die, an‘ ole mass an‘ miss dey gone, too, Mars Ned he dun tuk mity good keer of ole Winnie, an‘ I nebber bin had no ent to be free for?
Who gwine keer ‘bout me? ‘Sides, I dun promus Mars Ned I gwine to see to you an‘ dat chile yander, an‘ I's gwine ‘long shity; sides, who you call nigga ? I's a spectable cullud ooman, and Mars Ned nebber low nobody to call me outen my name.
Mrs. Grey vainly tpoor old Maum Winnie came up close and whispered,—
Is you brung Mars Ned shure 'nuff?
Oh, whar he?
tell Winnie whar he!
Just then the discovering Mr. Grey, she rose and dropped a courtesy.
Mornina, Mars Ned.
Well, Winnie, you forgot your Virginia raising yesterday.
What is all this about your feather-bed?
Well, Mars Ned, dey dun stole it.
Who stole it?
Dah, honey, de Lawd only knows,