CHAPTER VII.
ONE mornin’ I sot off for a walk bein’ set so much of the time, and used as I wuz to bein’ on my feet.
I told Josiah I believed I’d lose the use of my lims if I didn’t walk round some.
“Wall,” he said, “for his part, he wuz glad to set down, and set there.”
That man has always sot more or less. He hain’t never worked the hours that I have, but I wouldn’t want him told that I said it. Good land! it would only agrevate him; he wouldn’t give in that it wuz so.
But anyway, as I say, I sot out most imegiatly after breakfast. I left Maggie pretty as a pink, a takin’ care of the children with Genieve’s help. And my Josiah a settin’, jest a settin’ down, and nothin’ else.
But I didn’t care if he growed to the chair, I felt that I must use my lims, must walk off somewhere and move round, and I had it in my mind where I wuz a goin’.
I knew there wuz a little settlement of colored folks not fur from Belle Fanchon by the name of Eden Centre. Good land, what a name!
But I spoze that they wuz so tickled after the War, when they spozed they wuz free, and had got huddled down in a little settlement of their own, that they thought it would be a good deal like Paradise to ’em. So they named it Eden Centre.