Then march'd he to mine Uncle and ask'd was Mistress
Jessamine to oversee the Overseer, and call him hard Names
for the whipping of a Troublesome Nigger? And my Uncle fell
into a Fury With me. Allowed the wretch to Triumph. Shooba
was whipt again. I saw his Back.
Once old Shooba cur'd me of a pestilent Fever, with Simples,
when I was a little Child, and our Leech had given me Over,
nor did he Bleed me once. Now Shooba's Back was Bleeding,
and I might not help him!
Now in the night I had gone secretly to his Hut to fetch him
such poor little Comforts as I might secretly get & give. He
took them, & look'd at me long & long, with his brooding,
deep, strange eyes.
"For the man that whipt me, I have sent forth my Snake. My
Snake will have a Thing to say to him. The man will die.
Then laughed he, and hugg'd his knees.--And 't is true
Meekins the Overseer one week later was bitten by a Serpent
in the Field and died an Unlovely Death.
"Missy," whispered Shooba, "in my country when I young,
chief get mad with chief more stronger, not fight with
spears. Call Witch doctor and make Medicine. Stronger
chief, him come dead one day soon. Maybe bumbye you and me
make some Medicine?" My lips curl'd somewhat. Poor old
Shooba making medicine against the Hyndses. "You go now and
think some. I stay here, and think some, too. Maybe one time
you find medicine. Maybe one time my Snake find."
I went away, smiling sadly. 'T would need strong medicine to
heal me and Shooba!
Now Time pass'd, and they fell to planning for Freeman's
Ball. 'T was to be a Grand affair, and there was Talk of my
Aunt's Frock, and wearing of the Hynds Jewells. And
Richard's Wife was to be Allow'd to wear the Queen's
Emerald.
Came Emily to me in secret, and says she, "Come, Jessamine,
be Friends with me. My Mind is Fix'd you shall Outshine all
the other Ladies. I have the very Frock for you, just new
come from London, a lustrous thing will make you glow &
Sparkle like a Ruby. We shall make it a State Secret,
Jessamine. Not a word shall be breath'd, but you shall burst
upon them all like a Meteor!"
I do admit that ever was something Noble & Generous in
Emily, that something in myself did Honour. I had thank'd
her Thought, but that Richard came in & kiss'd her for it,
saying he een Lov'd her the Better for that she lov'd his
haughty Cozzen. But, O God, they Two went away Hand in Hand!
He forgot me for her sake, so completely that he said not
even, "Good-by."
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