author - "Charles W. Chesnutt"
s be'n ter Noo Orleens, an' Atlanty, an'Charleston, an' Richmon'; an' w'en I 'd be'n all ober de Souf I come terde Norf. Fer I knows I 'll fin' 'im some er dese days," she addedsoftly, "er he 'll fin' me, an' den we 'll bofe be as happy in freedomas we wuz in de ole days befo' de wah." A smile stole over her witheredcountenance as she paused a moment, and her bright eyes softened into afar-away look.
This was the substance of the old woman's story. She had wandered alittle here and there. Mr. Ryder was looking at her curiously when shefinished.
"How have you lived all these years?" he asked.
"Cookin', suh. I 's a good cook. Does you know anybody w'at needs a goodcook, suh? I 's stoppin' wid a cullud fam'ly roun' de corner yonder 'telI kin git a place."
"Do you really expect to find your husband? He may be dead long ago."
She shook her head emphatically. "Oh no, he ain' dead. De signs an' detokens tells me. I dremp three nights runnin' on'y dis las' week dat Ifoun' him."
"He may h
s be'n ter Noo Orleens, an' Atlanty, an'Charleston, an' Richmon'; an' w'en I 'd be'n all ober de Souf I come terde Norf. Fer I knows I 'll fin' 'im some er dese days," she addedsoftly, "er he 'll fin' me, an' den we 'll bofe be as happy in freedomas we wuz in de ole days befo' de wah." A smile stole over her witheredcountenance as she paused a moment, and her bright eyes softened into afar-away look.
This was the substance of the old woman's story. She had wandered alittle here and there. Mr. Ryder was looking at her curiously when shefinished.
"How have you lived all these years?" he asked.
"Cookin', suh. I 's a good cook. Does you know anybody w'at needs a goodcook, suh? I 's stoppin' wid a cullud fam'ly roun' de corner yonder 'telI kin git a place."
"Do you really expect to find your husband? He may be dead long ago."
She shook her head emphatically. "Oh no, he ain' dead. De signs an' detokens tells me. I dremp three nights runnin' on'y dis las' week dat Ifoun' him."
"He may h