Now haste all bondmen, let us go,
And leave this Christian country, Oh;
God help us to Victoria’s shore,
Where we are free and slaves no more!
Enter Mrs. Gaines, L.
Mrs. Gaines. Ah! Cato, you’re ready, are you? Where is Hannah?
Cato. Yes, missis; I is bin waitin’ dis long time. Hannah has bin here tryin’ to swade me to tell you dat I don’t want her; but I telled her dat you sed I must jump de broomstick wid her, an’ I is gwine to mind you.
Mrs. G. That’s right, Cato; servants should always mind their masters and mistresses, without asking a question.
Cato. Yes, missis, I allers dose what you and massa tells me, an’ axes nobody.
Enter Hannah, R.