Shep.—I Would I had been by to have helped the old man!
Clo.—I would you had been by the ship’s side, to have helped her; there your charity would have lacked footing.
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Shep.—This is fairy gold, boy, and ’twill prove so; up with it, keep it close; home, home, the next way.
Clo.—Go you the next way with your findings; I’ll go see if the bear be gone from the gentleman, and how much he hath eaten; they are never curst, but when they are hungry; if there be any of him left, I’ll bury it.”—Winter’s Tale—Shakespeare.
Immediately after the interview of the four colored men with General Baker, Rives hastened to the drill-room, where he soon found the Captain of the militia company.
“Doc,” said he, “Gen. Baker says if you do not give up the guns, he will melt the ball down before ten o’clock to-night.”
“Judge, just step this way,” and the Captain took him through a communicating door into his own bedroom adjoining.
“General,” said he, in a confidential tone, “yo’ are the Major General of the militia of this Division, isn’t yo’?”
“Yes.”