" He
kind of broke down there and choked up, and waited
to get his voice; and people all around said the
most pitiful things, and women cried; and it was
very still in there, and solemn, and old Uncle Silas,
poor thing, he give a groan right out so everybody
heard him. Then Brace he went on, "Saturday,
September 2d, he didn't come home to supper.
By-and-by I got a little uneasy, and one of my
niggers went over to this prisoner's place, but come
back and said he warn't there. So I got uneasier
and uneasier, and couldn't rest. I went to bed, but
I couldn't sleep; and turned out, away late in the
night, and went wandering over to this prisoner's
place and all around about there a good while, hoping
I would run across my poor brother, and never
knowing he was out of his troubles and gone to a
better shore --" So he broke down and choked up again,
and most all the women was crying now. Pretty soon
he got another start and says: "But it warn't no use;
so at last I went home and tried to get some sleep,
but couldn't. Well, in a day or two everybody was
uneasy, and they got to talking about this prisoner's
threats, and took to the idea, which I didn't take
no stock in, that my brother was murdered so they
hunted around and tried to find his body, but
couldn't and give it up. And so I reckoned he was
gone off somers to have a little peace, and would
come back to us when his troubles was kind of healed.
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