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Bricks Without Straw

Chapter 7 DAMON AND PYTHIAS.

Word Count: 2858    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

pter, Nimbus turned away from the gate near which he had been standing, crosse

an' fought fer freedom. I've got my house an' bit o' lan', wife, chillen, crap, an' stock, an' it's all mine. An' now I'se done been registered, an' when de 'lection comes off, kin vote jes' ez

ugly-built log cabin. The heavy wooden shutter swung back over the bench. On the other side of the room was a

leather loops secured by tacks, as is the custom of the crispin the world over. On the right was a table whose edge was several inches above the seat, and on which were some books, writing materials, a slate, a bundle of letters tied together with a piece of shoe-thread, and some newspapers and pamphlets scattered about in a manner which showe

n where all degrees of admixture were by no means rare. A splendid head of black hair waved above his broad, full forehead, and an intensely black silky beard and mustache framed the lower portion of his face most fittingly. His eyes were soft and womanly, though there was a patient boldness about their great brown pupils and a directness of gaze which suited well the bearded face beneath

weakness and suffering had left its indelible stamp upon the habitation which he occupied. Yet so erect and self-helping in appearance was the figure on the cobbler's bench that one for a moment failed to note in what the affliction consisted. Upon closer observation he saw that the lower limbs were sharply flexed and drawn to the leftward, so that the right foot rested on its sid

chair by the door and fanned himself

re did you get dat name?" he asked at length, raising his

rybody want ter call me by ole Mahs'r's name, an' dat I can't abide nohow; an' when I kicks 'bout it, dey jes gib me s

e to have dis one-Wa

, an' I 'spute him, an' sez I, 'I won't hev no sech name'. Den de boss man, he shet up Marse Gleason purty smart like, and he sed I'd a right ter enny name I chose ter carry, kase nobody hadn't enny sort o' right ter fasten enny name at all on ter me 'cep

imbus; but didn't you promise me

but they all 'llowed I got te

old mahs'r's name, like de rest

knows thet I won'

y not,

t ain't nuffin now; but I ain't gwine ter war his name ner giv it ter my chillen ter mind 'em dat der daddy wuz jes anudder man's critter one time. I tell you I can't do hit, nohow;

his excitement and now sat dow

e you for dat

eah no 'buts' 'bou

on't want dem to be different f

a name, an' I mus' hev one ter gib 'em, but how's I gwine ter git one? Dar's nobody's got enny r

ered 'Liab, "but yourse

de law married us all, jes out of han' like, it orter hev named us too. Hit mout hev been done, jes ez well's not.

at it ef he had," sai

t I does hate. Oh, my God, how I does hate it, Liab! I hates de berry groun' dat a slave's wukked on! I do, I swar! When I wuz a-comin' home to-d

s. Just think of me. Warn't you bet

ed times wuss off ner you, an' free,

reedom is worth to you. He

not a word, till dis bressed minit. Why didn't yer say nuffin' 'bout bein' registered yo'self, eh? Yer knowed I'd a tuk yer ef

r make ye no trouble, nor take the mule out

!" said Nimbu

swear, Nimbus,

tter ner dat. Now see heah, 'Liab Hill, yer's gwine ter go an' be registered termorrer, jes ez sure ez termorrer comes. Here we thick-headed dunces hez been up dar t

ll, and can't afford to spend a

l take keer on't. Let him alone fer dat. Yis, honey, I'se comin'

es ter supper wid us. Luge

rinking away. "I can't! You jes send on

ldin' an' abusin' me all dis yer time, an' now

the door

ildren, "Oh, Axylone, jes run inter de kitchen, son, an' tell yer ma ter p

nderly as a mother over the cradle of her first-born, clasped his arms a

around him, and leaning across the stalwart breast of his friend so evenly distributed his weight that the other bore him with ease. Entering his

wife; "kase I see'd he war gettin' inter de dumps like, an' I 'llo

aid the bright-ey

" queried

ab don't come of

H'yer, you Axylone," he continued to his eldest born, " fo'd up yer han's while Bre'er 'Liab ax de blessin

Bre'er

p young wife crossed her hands demurely on the bright handle of the big coffee-pot by which she stood, and "Bre'er 'Liab," clasping his slender fingers, uplifte

ed and giggled with laughter as he sank to his evening couch with the thou

into his canvas-covered wagon, in which, upon a bed of straw, reclined his friend Eliab Hill, and drove again to the place of registration. On arriving there he took his friend in his arms, carried him in and

on, nodding good-naturedly toward Nimbus as h

ed the officer, wi

together. I expect he's at the bottom of all the black nigger's perversity, though he always seems as smooth and respectful as you please. He's a deep one.

remarkable man,"

reedom he and Nimbus together rule the whole settlement. I don't suppose there are ten white men in the county w

ave? What is

among them, and while he did a power of praying for you Yanks, he always counselled the colored people to be civil and patient, and not try to run away or go to cutting up, but

know more of him,"

is here, I'll get him to tell you all about him, at noon. If

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1 Chapter 1 TRI-NOMINATE.2 Chapter 2 THE FONT.3 Chapter 3 THE JUNONIAN RITE.4 Chapter 4 MARS MEDDLES.5 Chapter 5 NUNC PRO TUNC.6 Chapter 6 THE TOGA VIRILIS.7 Chapter 7 DAMON AND PYTHIAS.8 Chapter 8 A FRIENDLY PROLOGUE.9 Chapter 9 A BRUISED REED.10 Chapter 10 AN EXPRESS TRUST.11 Chapter 11 RED WING.12 Chapter 12 ON THE WAY TO JERICHO.13 Chapter 13 NEGOTIATING A TREATY.14 Chapter 14 BORN OF THE STORM.15 Chapter 15 TO HIM AND HIS HEIRS FOREVER.16 Chapter 16 A CHILD OF THE HILLS.17 Chapter 17 GOOD-MORROW AND FAREWELL.18 Chapter 18 PRIME WRAPPERS. 19 Chapter 19 THE SHADOW OF THE FLAG.20 Chapter 20 PHANTASMAGORIA.21 Chapter 21 A CHILD-MAN.22 Chapter 22 HOW THE FALLOW WAS SEEDED.23 Chapter 23 AN OFFERING OF FIRST-FRUITS.24 Chapter 24 A BLACK DEMOCRITUS.25 Chapter 25 A DOUBLE-HEADED ARGUMENT.26 Chapter 26 TAKEN AT HIS WORD27 Chapter 27 MOTES IN THE SUNSHINE.28 Chapter 28 IN THE PATH OF THE STORM.29 Chapter 29 LIKE AND UNLIKE.30 Chapter 30 AN UNBIDDEN GUEST.31 Chapter 31 A LIFE FOR A LIFE.32 Chapter 32 A VOICE FROM THE DARKNESS.33 Chapter 33 A DIFFERENCE OF OPINION.34 Chapter 34 THE MAJESTY OF THE LAW.35 Chapter 35 A PARTICULAR TENANCY LAPSES.36 Chapter 36 THE BEACON-LIGHT OF LOVE.37 Chapter 37 THE BEST FRIENDS REVEAL THEMSELVES.38 Chapter 38 THE ROSE ABOVE THE MOULD. 39 Chapter 39 WHAT THE MIST HID.40 Chapter 40 DAWNING.41 Chapter 41 Q. E. D.42 Chapter 42 THROUGH A CLOUD-RIFT.43 Chapter 43 A GLAD GOOD-BY.44 Chapter 44 PUTTING THIS AND THAT TOGETHER.45 Chapter 45 ANOTHER OX GORED.46 Chapter 46 BACKWARD AND FORWARD.47 Chapter 47 BREASTING THE TORRENT.48 Chapter 48 THE PRICE OF HONOR.49 Chapter 49 HIGHLY RESOLVED.50 Chapter 50 FACE ANSWERETH TO FACE.51 Chapter 51 HOW SLEEP THE BRAVE 52 Chapter 52 REDEEMED OUT OF THE HOUSE OF BONDAGE.53 Chapter 53 IN THE CYCLONE.54 Chapter 54 A BOLT OUT OF THE CLOUD.55 Chapter 55 AN UNCONDITIONAL SURRENDER.56 Chapter 56 SOME OLD LETTERS.57 Chapter 57 A SWEET AND BITTER FRUITAGE.58 Chapter 58 COMING TO THE FRONT.59 Chapter 59 THE SHUTTLECOCK OF FATE.60 Chapter 60 THE EXODIAN.61 Chapter 61 WHAT SHALL THE END BE 62 Chapter 62 HOW