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1When I got there it was all still and Sunday-like, and hot and sunshiny; the hands was gone to the fields; and there was
2them kind of faint dronings of bugs and flies in the air that makes it seem so lonesome and like everybody's dead and
3gone; and if a breeze fans along and quivers the leaves it makes you feel mournful, because you feel like it's spirits
4whispering--spirits that's been dead ever so many years--and you always think they're talking about you. As a general
5thing it makes a body wish he was dead, too, and done with it all. Phelps' was one of these little one-horse cotton
6plantations, and they all look alike. A rail fence round a two-acre yard; a stile made out of logs sawed off and
7up-ended in steps, like barrels of a different length, to climb over the fence with, and for the women to stand on when
8they are going to jump on to a horse; some sickly grass-patches in the big yard, but mostly it was bare and smooth, like
9an old hat with the nap rubbed off; big double log-house for the white folks--hewed logs, with the chinks stopped up
10with mud or mortar, and these mud-stripes been whitewashed some time or another; round-log kitchen, with a big broad,
11open but roofed passage joining it to the house; log smoke-house back of the kitchen; three little log nigger-cabins in
12a row t'other side the smoke-house; one little hut all by itself away down against the back fence, and some outbuildings
13down a piece the other side; ash-hopper and big kettle to bile soap in by the little hut; bench by the kitchen door,
14with bucket of water and a gourd; hound asleep there in the sun; more hounds asleep round about; about three shade trees
15away off in a corner; some currant bushes and gooseberry bushes in one place by the fence; outside of the fence a garden
16and a watermelon patch; then the cotton fields begins, and after the fields the woods. I went around and clumb over the
17back stile by the ash-hopper, and started for the kitchen. When I got a little ways I heard the dim hum of a
18spinning-wheel wailing along up and sinking along down again; and then I knowed for certain I wished I was dead--for
19that is the lonesomest sound in the whole world. I went right along, not fixing up any particular plan, but just
20trusting to Providence to put the right words in my mouth when the time come; for I'd noticed that Providence always did
21put the right words in my mouth if I left it alone. When I got half-way, first one hound and then another got up and
22went for me, and of course I stopped and faced them, and kept still. And such another powwow as they made! In a quarter
23of a minute I was a kind of a hub of a wheel, as you may say--spokes made out of dogs--circle of fifteen of them packed
24together around me, with their necks and noses stretched up towards me, a-barking and howling; and more a-coming; you
25could see them sailing over fences and around corners from everywheres. A nigger woman come tearing out of the kitchen
26with a rolling-pin in her hand, singing out, "Begone you Tige! you Spot! begone sah!" and she fetched first one and then
27another of them a clip and sent them howling, and then the rest followed; and the next second half of them come back,
28wagging their tails around me, and making friends with me. There ain't no harm in a hound, nohow. And behind the woman
29comes a little nigger girl and two little nigger boys without anything on but tow-linen shirts, and they hung on to
30their mother's gown, and peeped out from behind her at me, bashful, the way they always do. And here comes the white
31woman running from the house, about forty-five or fifty year old, bareheaded, and her spinning-stick in her hand; and
32behind her comes her little white children, acting the same way the little niggers was doing. She was smiling all over
33so she could hardly stand--and says: "It's you, at last!--ain't it?" I out with a "Yes'm" before I thought. She grabbed
34me and hugged me tight; and then gripped me by both hands and shook and shook; and the tears come in her eyes, and run
35down over; and she couldn't seem to hug and shake enough, and kept saying, "You don't look as much like your mother as I
36reckoned you would; but law sakes, I don't care for that, I'm so glad to see you! Dear, dear, it does seem like I could
37eat you up! Children, it's your cousin Tom!--tell him howdy." But they ducked their heads, and put their fingers in
38their mouths, and hid behind her. So she run on: "Lize, hurry up and get him a hot breakfast right away--or did you get
39your breakfast on the boat?" I said I had got it on the boat. So then she started for the house, leading me by the hand,
40and the children tagging after. When we got there she set me down in a split-bottomed chair, and set herself down on a
41little low stool in front of me, holding both of my hands, and says: "Now I can have a good look at you; and, laws-a-me,
42I've been hungry for it a many and a many a time, all these long years, and it's come at last! We been expecting you a
43couple of days and more. What kep' you?--boat get aground?" "Yes'm--she--" "Don't say yes'm--say Aunt Sally. Where'd she
44get aground?" I didn't rightly know what to say, because I didn't know whether the boat would be coming up the river or
45down. But I go a good deal on instinct; and my instinct said she would be coming up--from down towards Orleans. That
46didn't help me much, though; for I didn't know the names of bars down that way. I see I'd got to invent a bar, or forget
47the name of the one we got aground on--or--Now I struck an idea, and fetched it out: "It warn't the grounding--that
48didn't keep us back but a little. We blowed out a cylinder-head." "Good gracious! anybody hurt?" "No'm. Killed a
49nigger." "Well, it's lucky; because sometimes people do get hurt. Two years ago last Christmas your uncle Silas was
50coming up from Newrleans on the old Lally Rook, and she blowed out a cylinder-head and crippled a man. And I think he
51died afterwards. He was a Baptist. Your uncle Silas knowed a family in Baton Rouge that knowed his people very well.
52Yes, I remember now, he did die. Mortification set in, and they had to amputate him. But it didn't save him. Yes, it was
53mortification--that was it. He turned blue all over, and died in the hope of a glorious resurrection. They say he was a
54sight to look at. Your uncle's been up to the town every day to fetch you. And he's gone again, not more'n an hour ago;
55he'll be back any minute now. You must a met him on the road, didn't you?--oldish man, with a--" "No, I didn't see
56nobody, Aunt Sally. The boat landed just at daylight, and I left my baggage on the wharf-boat and went looking around
57the town and out a piece in the country, to put in the time and not get here too soon; and so I come down the back way."
58"Who'd you give the baggage to?" "Nobody." "Why, child, it'll be stole!" "Not where I hid it I reckon it won't," I says.
59"How'd you get your breakfast so early on the boat?" It was kinder thin ice, but I says: "The captain see me standing
60around, and told me I better have something to eat before I went ashore; so he took me in the texas to the officers'
61lunch, and give me all I wanted." I was getting so uneasy I couldn't listen good. I had my mind on the children all the
62time; I wanted to get them out to one side and pump them a little, and find out who I was. But I couldn't get no show,
63Mrs. Phelps kept it up and run on so. Pretty soon she made the cold chills streak all down my back, because she says:
64"But here we're a-running on this way, and you hain't told me a word about Sis, nor any of them. Now I'll rest my works
65a little, and you start up yourn; just tell me everything--tell me all about 'm all every one of 'm; and how they are,
66and what they're doing, and what they told you to tell me; and every last thing you can think of."
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