Excerpt: ...our sogers, an' dey bow to him, an' den dey comes up an' sits on de verandy, an' Missy Roberta goes out, and dey talk in low tones, an' I couldn't hear what dey say. I was a-helpin' Missy S'wanee, an' she say to me, 'Zeb, could you eber tink dat a Yankee cap'n could be such a gemlin?' I didn't say nuffin', fer I didn't want anybody ter'spect what was in my min', but eb'ry chance I git I keep my eye on Cap'n Lane, fer I believed he could gib us our liberty. He was aroun' 'mong de woun'ed, an' seein' ter buryin' ...
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Excerpt: ...our sogers, an' dey bow to him, an' den dey comes up an' sits on de verandy, an' Missy Roberta goes out, and dey talk in low tones, an' I couldn't hear what dey say. I was a-helpin' Missy S'wanee, an' she say to me, 'Zeb, could you eber tink dat a Yankee cap'n could be such a gemlin?' I didn't say nuffin', fer I didn't want anybody ter'spect what was in my min', but eb'ry chance I git I keep my eye on Cap'n Lane, fer I believed he could gib us our liberty. He was aroun' 'mong de woun'ed, an' seein' ter buryin' de dead, an' postin' an' arrangin' his men; deed, an' was all ober eberywhar. "By dis time de ebenin' was growin' dark, de woun'ed and been cared for, an' our ossifers an' de Linkum ossifers sat down to supper; an' dey talk an' larf as if dey was good fren's. Yer'd tink it was a supper-party, ef dere hadn't been a strappin' big soger walkin' up an' down de verandy whar he could see in de winders. I help waits on de table, an' Missy Roberta, she was rudder still an' glum-like, but Missy S'wanee, she smiles on all alike, an' she say to de Linkum ossifers, 'I 'predate de court'sy ob your cap'n, eben do' he doesn't grace our board. I shall take de liberty, howsemeber, ob sendin' him some supper;' an' she put a san'wich an' some cake an' a cup ob coffee on a waiter an' sen' me out to him whar he was sittin' by de fire in de edge ob de woods on de lawn. He smile an' say, 'Tell de young lady dat I drink to her health an' happier times.' Den I gits up my co'age an' says, 'Cap'n Lane, I wants ter see yer when my work's done in de house.' He say, 'All right, come ter me here.' Den he look at me sharp an' say, 'Can I trus' yer?' An' I say, 'Yes, Mass'r Cap'n; I'se Linkum, troo an' troo.' Den he whisper in my ear de password, 'White-rose.'" Marian remembered that she had given him a white rose when he had asked for her colors. He had made it his countersign on the evening of his victory. "Arter supper our ossifers were taken down ter de oder pris'ners, ...
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Very Good- No Jacket. 12mo-over 6¾"-7¾" tall. ND. Uniform Ed. green w/gilt + gray on spine, gray on cvr. Sm stain on cvr, o/w clean w/little wear. Innards clean & tight, name w/book club on FFEP. 533 pp.
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Good. First edition. Binding A. Decorative teal cloth stamped in black and brown, gilt stamped spine. Preface by the author. Pages lightly age-toned, modest edgewear with spine ends chipped, spine cocked, a good only copy with owner's gift inscription on front fly.
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Very Good in No jacket. New York: Dodd, Mead & Company, 1885. Attractively bound volume from 1885, with The Novels of E. P. Roe decoratively printed on the front. Teal blue cloth printed in glack and maroon, gilt spine lettering, 533 pages plus publisher's ads. Light rubbing to the corners and spine ends, spine gilt very bright, good hinges, firm text block, age-toned but clean pages free from names or other markings. A clean and attractive copy. Hard Cover. Very Good/No. 12mo-over 6¾"-7¾" tall.