She lef' several sons, an' I specs she would almos' turn ober in her grave ef she know'd she had ten culled granchillen somewhar down in de lower kentry." "Isn't it funny," said Robert, "how these white folks look down on colored people, an' then mix up with them ?" "Marster war away when Miss 'Liza treated my Katie so mean, an' when I tole him 'bout it, he war tearin' mad, an' went ober an' saw ole Gundover, an' foun' out he war hard up for money, an' he bought Katie and brought her home to lib wid me, and we's been a libin in clover eber sence.

Marster Robert has been mighty good to me.

He stood by me in my troubles, an' now his trouble's come, I'm a gwine to stan' by him.

I used to think Gundover's wife war jealous ob my Katie.

She war so much puttier.