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“Laws! I an’t a proposin’ nothin’; only Sam he said der was one of dese yer perfectioners, dey calls ‘em, in Louisville, said he wanted a good hand at cake and pastry; and said he’d give four dollars a week to one, he did.” “Well, Chloe.” “Well, laws, I’s a-thinkin, Missis, it’s time Sally was put along to be doing something. Sally’s been under my care, now, dis some time, and she does most as well as me, considerin’; and if Missis would only let me go, I would help fetch up de money. I an’t afraid to put my cake, nor pies nother, ‘long side no perfec- tioner’s.” “Confectioner’s, Chloe.” “Law sakes, Missis! ‘tan’t no odds;- words is so curis, can’t never get ‘em right!” “But, Chloe, do you want to leave your children?” “Laws, Missis! de boys is big enough to do day’s works; dey does well enough; and Sally, she’ll take de baby,- she’s such a peart young ‘un, she won’t take no lookin’ arter.” “Louisville is a good way off.” “Law sakes! who’s afeard?- it’s down river, somer near my old man, per- haps?” said Chloe, speaking the last in the tone of a question, and looking at Mrs. Shelby. |
