And the rest of the negroes are all scattered; some doing well, some
badly; some living, some dead. Aunt Sukey's Jim, who married Candace
that Christmas-night, is a politician. He has been in Legislature, and
spends his time in making long and exciting speeches to the loyal
leaguers against the Southern whites, all unmindful of his happy
childhood, and of the kind and generous master who strove in every way
to render his bondage (for which that master was in no way to blame) a
light and happy one.
Uncle Snake-bit Bob is living still. He has a little candy-store in a
country town. He does not meddle with politics. He says, "I don't cas'
my suffrins fur de Dimercracks, nur yit fur de 'Publicans. I can't go
'ginst my color by votin' de Dimercrack papers; an' ez fur dem
'Publicans! Well, ole Bob he done hyear wat de Book say 'boutn
publicans an' sinners, an' dat's ernuff fur him. He's er gittin'
uperds in years now; pretty soon he'll hatter shove off fur dat
'heb'nly sho'," an' wen de Lord sen' atter him, he don't want dat
angel ter catch him in no kinwunshuns 'long wid 'publicans an'
sinners.'" And so Uncle Bob attends to his store, and mends chairs and
tubs, and deals extensively in chickens and eggs; and perhaps he is
doing just as well as if he were in Congress.
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