Immediately behind her there clambered down from the wagon, with many groanings and complaints, the goodly bulk of the black woman who had earlier given her advice.

"Set down yer, Mis' Lizzie, in the shade," she said, spreading a rug upon the ground upon the side of the wagon farthest from the sun.

"Set down an' git a ress.

Gawd knows we all needs it--this yer fo'saken kentry.
'Tain' good as Mizzoury, let 'lone Kaintucky er Ole Vehginny--no, mam!" There was thus now established, by the chance of small things, the location of a home.

This wagon, with its occupants, had come far and journeyed vaguely, having no given point in view.