I know'd you de minnit I
laid eyes on you. Time I seed you, I say ter myse'f, 'I lay dar's
Miss Doshy,' en, sho nuff, dar you wuz. You ain't gun up yo'
checks, is you? Kaze I'll git de trunk sont up by de 'spress
waggin."
The next moment Uncle Remus was elbowing his way unceremoniously
through the crowd, and in a very short time, seated in the
carriage driven by the old man, Miss Huntingdon was whirling
through the streets of Atlanta in the direction of her brother's
home. She took advantage of the opportunity to study the old
negro's face closely, her natural curiosity considerably
sharpened by a knowledge of the fact that Uncle Remus had played
an important part in her brother's history. The result of her
observation must have been satisfactory, for presently she
laughed, and said:
"Uncle Remus, you haven't told me how you knew me in that great
crowd."
The old man chuckled, and gave the horses a gentle rap with the
whip.
"Who? Me! I know'd you by de faver. Dat boy er Mars John's is de
ve'y spit en immij un you. I'd a know'd you in New 'Leens, let
lone down dar in de kyar-shed."
This was Miss Theodosia's introduction to Uncle Remus. One Sunday
afternoon, a few weeks after her arrival, the family were assembled
in the piazza enjoying the mild weather.
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