StNicholas [serial] . s saved! Little Guinea had got to his feet. BobryAllun, he demanded, what s de reason youdid nt tell me dis glory befo? Cause it s Christmas, when folks sprisesfolks. There s the wagon come for ourbaskets. Little Guinea carried her basket to thewagon, and then his. Then the two youngslaves walked home together. Bobry Allun, he said, ef I cotches arabbit, Chrismus, what yo reckon I 11 do wifit? Eat it, said Barbary Allen, who neverhesitated long about anything. Not by a long rabbit-jump. I 11 puzzentit ter you fer a Chrismus gif. Ef I yarnsany picunes, I 11 puzzent yo wif

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StNicholas [serial] . s saved! Little Guinea had got to his feet. BobryAllun, he demanded, what s de reason youdid nt tell me dis glory befo? Cause it s Christmas, when folks sprisesfolks. There s the wagon come for ourbaskets. Little Guinea carried her basket to thewagon, and then his. Then the two youngslaves walked home together. Bobry Allun, he said, ef I cotches arabbit, Chrismus, what yo reckon I 11 do wifit? Eat it, said Barbary Allen, who neverhesitated long about anything. Not by a long rabbit-jump. I 11 puzzentit ter you fer a Chrismus gif. Ef I yarnsany picunes, I 11 puzzent yo wif a stoeChrismus gif. An I 11 chop yo sich bigback-logs dat you Chrismus fire wont nebergo out. Barbary Allen thanked him, and promisedhim a slice of pound-cake from the whitefolks Christmas dinner. The next morning the master, on the brightsorrel, rode out to the last field, and lo! theywere all gone—the white specks that werethick as stars; and gone, too, were all the anx-ious faces. Not a slaves Christmas was

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