Den Mahs' Junius he come to de house, an' dar Miss Rob in de parlor waitin' fur him.

I stood jes' outside de doh', so's to be out de way, but Mahs' Junius he kinder back agin de doh', an' shet it.

But I clap'd my year ter de crack, an' I hear eberything dey said." "Wot dey say ?" asked Aunt Judy, her mouth open, her eyes dilated, and the long ladle trembling in her hand.
"Mahs' Junius he say to Miss Rob that he lub her better'n his own skin, or de clouds in de sky, or de flowers in de fiel' wot perish, an' dat de udder man he done cut an' run, an' would she be Miss Junius all de res' ob der libes foreber an' eber, amen ?" "Dat wos pow'ful movin'!" ejaculated Aunt Judy.

"An' wot did Miss Rob say ?" "Miss Rob she say, 'I 'cept your kind offer, sah, wid pleasure.' An' den I hearn 'em comin', an' I cut down h'yar." "Glory! Hallelujah!" exclaimed Aunt Judy, bringing her ladle down upon the brick hearth.

"Now is I ready to die when my time comes, fur Mahs' Junius 'll have dis farm, an' de house, an' de cabins, an' dey won't go to no strahnger from de Norf." "Amen," said Peggy.