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Abram Lincoln (search for this): chapter 116
41. a Southern Scene. “O mammy! have you heard the news?” Thus spake a Southern child, As in the nurse's aged face She upward glanced and smiled. ”What news you mean, my little one? It must be mighty fine, To make my darling's face so red, Her sunny blue eyes shine.“ ”Why, Abram Lincoln, don't you know, The Yankee President, Whose ugly picture once we saw, When up to town we went. ”Well, he is going to free you all, And make you rich and grand, And you'll be dressed in silk and gold, Like the proudest in the land. ”A gilded coach shall carry you Where'er you wish to ride; And, mammy, all your work shall be Forever laid aside.“ The eager speaker paused for breath, And then the old nurse said, While closer to her swarthy cheek She pressed the golden head: ”My little missus, stop and res'-- You‘ talking mighty fas'; Jes' look up dere, and tell me what You see in yonder glass? ”You sees old mammy's wrinkly face, As black as any coal; And underneath her handkerchief Who
; And underneath her handkerchief Whole heaps of knotty wool. ”My darlin's face is red and white, Her skin is soff and fine, And on her pretty little head De yallar ringlets shine. ”My chile, who made dis difference 'Twixt mammy and 'twixt you? You reads de dear Lord's blessed book, And you can tell me true. ” De dear Lord said it must be so; And, honey, I for one, Wid tankful heart will always say, His holy will be done. ”I tanks mas' Linkum all de same, But when I wants for free, I'll ask de Lord of glory, Not poor buckra man like he. ”And as for gilded carriages, Dey's notin‘ ‘tall to see; My massa's coach what carries him, Is good enough for me. ”And, honey, when your mammy wants To change her homespun dress, She'll pray like dear old missus, To be clothed with righteousness. ”My work's been done dis many a day, And now I takes my ease, A waitina for de Master's call, Jes' when de Master please. ” And when at las' de time's done come, And poor old mammy dies, Your own