The Southwestern Historical Quarterly, Volume 66, July 1962 - April, 1963 Page: 523
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town bout Five Miles On the pike I there Concluded to take passage
on foot and find him I got to his house about 9 Clock at night
Without Much difficulty to find him
I went up to the door and nocted not having ben Made aquainted
with the Customs of the Country And my ears Was Mett With a
Sturn Voice WHO'S THERE I had to think about 7 times be-
fore I answered however I Asked if doctor Snedaker lived there
He Came to the door I at that time was a Messenger in behalf of
the sick and told him a Mr Baley Was Verry Sick and wanted him to
come down Ameadiately Whoo is Mr Baley I then had to think
fast and Finely told him he was a Man that lived in town
What Part of town rite east of the tavern Baley Baley Baley
I don't know no Such a Man as that I however insisted Verry harde
On his Going down With Me He Soon gave me to understand that
he Could Not go that Night But he had Some busyness down there
the Next day and Would Call with him I insisted on his coming
Early in the Morning and Started as if to take the Message The
door was Closed On a Stranger
I Walked Off below the Stiles and turned Round and gazed upon
his habitation that Showed in Splender by the dim light of the Moon
Together with his out houses and Cottage With the Evergreen to
decerate and orniment his yard as also Other treas to Produce Fruit
in there Season
After having Stood there a fue Moments Gazing upon the Seanery
With my mind Charged as Vivid as the lightning Upon the Seans of
the Past When Once father Mother Sisters and Brother's Voices
Once Mingled And inveriably detected by each other under All
but Alass has it Come to this. With my Voice Sounded in his
Ears Once More All that time Without his recognizing hoo it was.
While rouminateing through the Mind what Corse to take with
him I thought I would try 8 Stop with him Over Night in disguise
but on thinking the Matter Over Nowing the affection that he has
for his Brother's and Sisters Thought to return to the door agane
and make myself none [at] least When Opening it I Cold him by
Name Sounding it Old Fashon Proberly the first time he herd
his given name for Some Years Soon recognized the Voice then
jumped Some less than a rod and Catched hold of Me Exclaiming O
Morris My Brother My brother My Brother
Thare for the first time We had mett for the Space of 16 Years
And truly if it had not ben for the looks of the thing I could have
grabed him up in My Arms and run away with him. However
that night was the Shortes I ever See Now after having Stopted
with him g day During which time I rode around with him through
his neighbourhood Thare Found that he had gained to himself
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