The big black face lighted up with a broad
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© Come in,” she said. “I’s mighty glad tosee you — that no-’count Tom come put’ nighmekin’ me ’spose myse’f.” ‘Then turning toTom, she exclaimed with good-natured severity,* An’ you go long, you scoun’ll you!” The preacher entered the cabin—it washardly more — and seated himself in the rush-bottomed chair which A’nt Ca’line had beenindustriously polishing with her apron. “ An’ now, Brothah — ” “ Dokesbury,” supplemented the young man. “ Brothah Dokesbury, I jes’ want you tomek yo’se’f at home right erway. I knowyou ain’t use to ouah ways down hyeah; but youjes’ got to set in an’ git ust to ’em. Youmus’ n’t feel bad ef things don’t go yo’ way f’omde ve’y fust. Have you got a mammy?” The question was very abrupt, and a lumpsuddenly jumped up in Dokesbury’s throat andpushed the water into his eyes. He did have amother away back there at home. She was all oh)
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