Alex St. Clair Abrams
Capitolo 75
entered through the half it opened door. It was at the home of an elderly black
woman, and that it looked on very amazed to the intrusion.
"Here, auntie" it said with hurry her Mrs. Wentworth, me "gives some water
quickly, my child has fainted."
"The goodness, what was able has' it made her bring children of dem to dis
part of dis of city of de calculates or' night", the old negress as her it exclaimed
him expedited to make the offer of Mrs. Wentworth that you/he/she had already put
the inanimate body of Her on the humble bed of the black.
The being of water brought, her Mrs. Wentworth sprinkled him/it on the face of
his/her child, but without profit. She anchors he/she was immovable, and to
all the aspects lifeless.
"Sky Gran!" exclaimed her/it Mrs. Wentworth, the "my child cannot be dead!"
"You overcome some, mistis, a' I will mend de the small girl for you", it said the
old black, limping, to the side of the bed, with a small bottle filled with
camphor in his/her hand. "Dis fills it will bring her/it to. Is not afeard,
her the non dead ai."
Pouring out some of the stimulant in a hand, the old one of good heart
woman bathed the face of Her with him, and you/he/she held the bottle to his/her nostrils,
up to that a sigh from his/her/their child showed that she still lived. Later some
second she opened his/her eyes, and it admired his/her mother that was,
bending above with anxious expression her.
"To now give", tells the old black a tone of the satisfaction, not "it did me
de of dat small sweet child tells him you/he/she was libbing."
"Thanks, the old woman God in Sky blesses her!" exclaimed Mrs.
Wentworth, as she beat the hand of the old woman in her really.
"Produces well berries, produces well berries", it was the answer of the black, "you cordially welcome
girls."
In the box of that good old slave, the wife of the soldier felt there,
the first voice of gentleness that he/she had been greeting his/her ears for months. From
the hands of a servile run she had received the first action of the charity,
and in an earth as this. In the show of that gentleness, the old one