. Baltimore and Ohio employees magazine . and all theseyears she thought me dead! He grippedthe desk before him. But it is not toolate! We must see her. We will go toherânowâSam! The old darkey rose from his seat as if drawn by an unseen force. He seemedlistening to a voice far away. His handsgroped out before him , O Capn Tumbull, yo aintdeadâhits youâdems yo own words! His stick crashed noisily to the floorand he fell on his old knees at the foot ofthe desk. O glory o de Lawd! hits you!And weze gwine backâgwine back tosee my Missy! Sobs shook the oldbent frame. The Judge desc
. Baltimore and Ohio employees magazine . and all theseyears she thought me dead! He grippedthe desk before him. But it is not toolate! We must see her. We will go toherânowâSam! The old darkey rose from his seat as if drawn by an unseen force. He seemedlistening to a voice far away. His handsgroped out before him , O Capn Tumbull, yo aintdeadâhits youâdems yo own words! His stick crashed noisily to the floorand he fell on his old knees at the foot ofthe desk. O glory o de Lawd! hits you!And weze gwine backâgwine back tosee my Missy! Sobs shook the oldbent frame. The Judge descended slowlyfrom his desk and gently raised the oldfellow to his knees; he placed the batteredhat on the old woolly head, picked upthe fallen stick and led his old blackfrieiid toward the door. Officer Casey brushed his eyes roughlywith a weatherbeaten hand as he heldthe door open and the two old menpassed out. He cleared his throat andcalled huskily after them, A MerryChristmas to the both o ye, he said,and a Happy New Year!.
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