There were two rooms included in the nursery—one the children’s bedroom
and the other their playroom, where they kept all their toys and
litter; and during the winter bright wood fires were kept up in both
rooms, that the children might not take cold, and around both
fireplaces were tall brass fenders that were kept polished till they
shone like gold. Yet, in spite of this precaution, do you know that
once Dilsey, Diddie’s little maid, actually caught on fire, and her
linsey dress was burned off, and Aunt Milly had to roll her over and
over on the floor, and didn’t get her put out till her little black
neck was badly burned, and her little wooly head all singed. After that
she had to be nursed for several days. Diddie carried her her meals,
and Dumps gave her “Stella,” a china doll that was perfectly good, only
she had one leg off and her neck cracked; but, for all that, she was a
great favorite in the nursery, and it grieved Dumps very much to part
with her; but she thought it was her “Christian juty,” as she told
Diddie; so Aunt Milly made Stella a new green muslin dress, and she was
transferred to Dilsey.
There was no railroad near the plantation, but it was only fifteen
miles to the river, and Major Waldron would go down to New Orleans
every winter to lay in his year’s supplies, which were shipped by
steamboats to the landing and hauled from there to the plantation. It
was a jolly time for both white and black when the wagons came from the
river; there were always boxes of fruits and candies and nuts, besides
large trunks which were carried into the store-room till Christmas, and
which everybody knew contained Christmas presents for “all hands.” One
winter evening in 1853, the children were all gathered at the big gate,
on the lookout for the wagons. Diddie was perched upon one gate-post
and Dumps on the other, while Tot was sitting on the fence, held on by
Riar, lest she might fall. Dilsey and Chris were stationed ’way down
the road to catch the first glimpse of the wagons. They were all
getting very impatient, for they had been out there nearly an hour, and
it was now getting so late they knew Mammy would not let them stay much
longer.
“I know de reason dey so late, Miss Diddie,” said Riar, “dey got dat
new mule Sam in de lead in one de wagins, and Unker Bill say he know he
gwine cut up, f’um de look in he’s eyes.”
“Uncle Bill don’t know everything,” answered Diddie. “There are six
mules in the wagon, and Sam’s jest only one of ’em; I reckon he can’t
cut up much by hisself; five’s more’n one, ain’t it?”
“I do b’lieve we’ve been out hyear er hun-der-d hours,” said Dumps,
yawning wearily; and just then Dilsey and Chris came running towards
the gate, waving their arms and crying,
“Hyear dey come! hyear dey come!” and, sure enough, the great
white-covered wagons came slowly down the road, and Major Waldron on
Prince, his black horse, riding in advance.
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