She won't
look at a wite man now.'
During the conversation above recorded, we had ridden for several miles
over the western half of the plantation, and were then again near the
house. My limbs being decidedly stiff and sore from the effects of the
previous day's journey, I decided to alight and rest at the house until
the hour for dinner.
I mentioned my jaded condition to Jim, who said,--
'Dat's right, massa; come in de house. I'll cure de rumatics; I knows
how to fix dem.'
Fastening the horses at the door, Jim accompanied me to my
sleeping-room, where he lighted a pile of pine knots, and in a moment
the fire blazed up on the hearth and sent a cheerful glow through the
apartment; then, saying he would return after stabling the horses, the
darky left me.
I took off my boots, drew the sofa near the fire, and stretched myself
at full length upon it. If ever mortal was tired, 'I reckon' I was. It
seemed as if every joint and bone in my body had lost the power of
motion, and sharp, acute pains danced along my nerves, as I have seen
lightning play along the telegraph wires. My entire system had the
toothache.
Jim soon returned, bearing in one hand a decanter of 'Otard,' and in the
other a mug of hot water and a crash towel.
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