human
Yes, me yerry it; dem say sich t'ing' as nebber bin known befo' goin' be done in West-En' town to-night.
gpt
Well, you look sharp, me frien'----
human
What does he mean, mother?
gpt
Oh, some meeting to make Christmas songs, I suppose.
human
I think not, said Aunt Marion.
gpt
Let's go back; my mother's alone.
human
I've come to find you and see you home. The thing's on us. The slaves rise to-night. Some free negroes have betrayed them. At eight o'clock they, the slaves, are to attack the town.
gpt
We're in God's hands, she said.
human
Gilbert, will you stop at Mr. Kenyon's [another neighbor]