ter take Sandy fer a mont’ er so, en den ernudder for a mont’ er so, en so on dat erway tel dey had all had ’im de same lenk er time; en den dey would all take him roun’ ag’in, ‘cep’n’ oncet in a w’ile w’en Mars Marrabo would len’ ’im ter some er his yuther kinfolks ‘roun’ de country, w’en dey wuz short er han’s; tel bimeby it got so Sandy did n’ hardly knowed whar he wuz gwine ter stay fum one week’s een’ ter de yuther.

“One time w’en Sandy wuz lent out ez yushal, a spekilater come erlong wid a lot er niggers, en Mars Marrabo swap’ Sandy’s wife off fer a noo ’oman.  W’en Sandy come back, Mars Marrabo gin ’im a dollar, en ’lowed he wuz monst’us sorry fer ter break up de fambly, but de spekilater had gin ’im big boot, en times wuz hard en money skase, en so he wuz bleedst ter make de trade.  Sandy tuk on some ‘bout losin’ his wife, but he soon seed dey want no use cryin’ ober spilt merlasses; en bein’ ez he lacked de looks er de noo ’oman, he tuk up wid her atter she’d be’n on de plantation a mont’ er so.

“Sandy en his noo wife got on mighty well tergedder, en de niggers all ‘mence’ ter talk about how lovin’ dey wuz.  Wen Tenie wuz tuk sick oncet, Sandy useter set up all night wid ‘er, en den go ter wuk in de mawnin’ des lack he had his reg’lar sleep; en Tenie would ‘a’ done anythin’ in de worl’ for her Sandy.

“Sandy en Tenie had n’ be’n libbin’ tergedder fer mo’ d’n two mont’s befo’ Mars Marrabo’s old uncle, w’at libbed down in Robeson County, sent up ter fin’ out ef Mars Marrabo could n’ len’ ’im er hire ’im a good ban’ fer a mont’ er so.  Sandy’s marster wuz one er dese yer easy-gwine folks w’at wanter please eve’ybody, en he says yas, he could len’ ’im Sandy.  En Mars Marrabo tol’ Sandy fer ter git ready ter go down ter Robeson nex’ day, fer ter stay a mont’ er so.

“It wuz monst’us hard on Sandy fer ter take ’im ’way fum Tenie.  It wuz so fur down ter Robeson dat he did n’ hab no chance er comin’ back ter see her tel de time wuz up; he would n’ ‘a’ mine comin’ ten er fifteen mile at night ter see Tenie, but Mars Marrabo’s uncle’s plantation wuz mo’ d’n forty mile off.  Sandy wuz mighty sad en cas’ down atter w’at Mars Marrabo tol’ ’im, en he says ter Tenie, sezee:—­

“‘I’m gittin’ monst’us ti’ed er dish yer gwine roun’ so much.  Here I is lent ter Mars Jeems dis mont’, en I got ter do so-en-so; en ter Mars Archie de nex’ mont’, en I got ter do so-en-so; den I got ter go ter Miss Jinnie’s:  en hit’s Sandy dis en Sandy dat, en Sandy yer en Sandy dere, tel it ‘pears ter me I ain’ got no home, ner no marster, ner no mistiss, ner no nuffin.  I can’t eben keep a wife:  my yuther ole ’oman wuz sol’ away widout my gittin’ a chance fer ter tell her good-by; en now I got ter go off en leab you, Tenie, en I dunno whe’r I’m eber gwine ter see you ag’in er no.  I wisht I wuz a tree, er a stump, er a rock, er sump’n w’at could stay on de plantation fer a w’ile.’

“Atter Sandy got thoo talkin’, Tenie didn’ say naer word, but des sot dere by de fier, studyin’ en studyin’.  Bimeby she up ‘n’ says:—­