Virginia illustrated : containing a visit to the Virginian Canaan, and the adventures of Porte Crayon and his cousins . WINDING YAKN. your face like wild people ? Good Lord! cant tell who de bo^looks like on account of dat har T Crayon smiled at the old nurses comments, and having madithe donation usual on such occasions, turned to depart. Thankee, young master; Lord bless you. Youse maziiigood lookin behind, any how. Aunt Winnie was supposed to be upward of a hundred yearsold, and could count among her descendants children of the fifthgeneration, one of whom stood at her side when Crayon took
Virginia illustrated : containing a visit to the Virginian Canaan, and the adventures of Porte Crayon and his cousins . WINDING YAKN. your face like wild people ? Good Lord! cant tell who de bo^looks like on account of dat har T Crayon smiled at the old nurses comments, and having madithe donation usual on such occasions, turned to depart. Thankee, young master; Lord bless you. Youse maziiigood lookin behind, any how. Aunt Winnie was supposed to be upward of a hundred yearsold, and could count among her descendants children of the fifthgeneration, one of whom stood at her side when Crayon took asketch of her. She walked with difficulty, but her eyes werebright, and her other faculties apparently complete. Her mem-ory was good, and her narratives of the olden time replete Avithinterest. One story which she told of revolutionary times isworth preserving: 25(5 PORTE CRAYON AND HIS AUNT WINNIE. In one of Tarletons marauding expeditions into the interior ofVirginia, his troops stopped to breakfast at the plantation of oldMajor Hardy, the father of the present Squire. All those of thehousehold that drew the sword were with the armies of theircountry, but they had by no means carried with them all thepluck and patriotism. THE MUSCOVY DRAKE. 257 The good lady received her visitors with such spirit that itseemed she still considered her house her own, and she still ap-peared to give with haughty hospitality what her unwelcomeguests would have taken as a matter of course. The officers whobreakfasted in the house were awed into respect by her manner,and her houses and barns were spared a fate that befell manyothers. But the passage of such a troop was like a visit o£ thelocusts of Egypt. Fodder-stacks had disappeared, granaries wereemptied, meat-houses rifled, piggery and poultry-yard silent asthe grave. The matron contemplated the devastation with swell-ing indignati
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