Sick in de ’teamboat,—’Lijah cum down.
Cap’n’s mis’ nuss me,—’Lijah cum down.
(Livelier.) An’ den I gits well,—’Lijah cum down.
Swing low de goolden charyot,
Rock de baby, car’ long de cap’n’s mis’.
’Lijah cum down.
(Mary does not listen.)
Mary. Phus, listen to me. The captain is very sick, and you can help me if you will; and more than pay me for anything I have done for you.
Phus. I’ll do ebryting. You so good to poor Phus—make me well, an’ larn me to read—see here. (Reads.) “Mee-liss-see-felt-a-scream-ded,” no, dat ain’t de place; “col’—col’—han’—” (cold hand.)
Mary. Never mind reading now, Phus. I want you to stay here while I go on deck, and listen to the captain. If he wakes up and wants anything, you must go in and tell him I will come right down; then you come and call me. (Exit R.)