He had consented, after a deep parley, to go there and rest off for a
few weeks.
Maggie and Thomas J. took to him from the very first, and give him a
hearty welcome and the best bedroom. They appreciated the noble,
martyrous life he had led, and honored him for it.
And the children acted dretful tickled to see him. You needn’t tell me
but what Boy knew all about it when I introduced Cousin John Richard to
him. To be sure, he wuzn’t only six months old.
But if he didn’t know him, and if he wuzn’t glad to see the relation on
his grandmother’s side, what made him laugh all over his face, eyes and
all?
I presume the Doctor would have called it “wind.” But I called it
perfect courtesy and good manners towards a honored and onexpected
guest. That is what I called it. He acted like a perfect little
gentleman, and I wuz proud of him.
Snow, the sweet darlin’, went right up to him, with her little snowflake
of a hand held out in a warm welcome, and kissed him jest as she did her
Grandpa. Oh, what a child—what a child for behavior! I never see her
equal, and don’t expect to—nor Josiah don’t either.
Wall, Cousin John Richard jest settled down in that sweet, lovin’ home
into a perfect, happy rest—to all appearances—and gained every day.
Victor and Genieve thought everything of him from the first time they
laid eyes on him. And they couldn’t do enough for him seemingly. They
had heard about his life and labor amongst their own people, and they
tried in every way to show their gratitude and affection.
Victor and he talked together for hours, and so did he and Genieve about
the plans for the colony. And first I knew, Cousin John Richard told
Josiah and me that he had made up his mind to go with them to Africa.
The Doctor had told him that a long sea voyage would be the best of
anything for his lungs. And so, as he wuz bound to spend his life for
this people, I couldn’t see, and Josiah couldn’t, why it shouldn’t be in
Africa as well as America, specially as he had a better chance to live
by goin’ there.
And so we gin our consents in our own minds, and showed our two
willingnesses to him, and the matter wuz settled.
He had only two children left now, and they wuz married and settled down
in homes of their own, and in a good business. So he had no hamperin’
ties to bind him to this land. And he felt that the Lord wuz a pintin’
out to him the path of Duty over the sea.
And I wuzn’t the one to dispute him—no, indeed! And I felt that his calm
good sense and undaunted Christian spirit and Gospel teachings would be
a perfect boon to the colony.
So it wuz settled. And I imegiatly went to work, Maggie and I, to make
him a full dozen of shirts, twelve day ones and six nights.
And we prepared him a better assortment of socks and handkerchiefs, and
collars, and cuffs, and such than he had ever dremp of, I’ll venture to
say, sence he lost his companion, anyway.
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