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which no sallies of mine could arouse him. It had been my intention to pass the night at the hut, as I had
frequently done before, but, seeing my host in this mood, I deemed it proper to take leave. He did not press
me to remain, but, as I departed, he shook my hand with even more than his usual cordiality.
It was about a month after this (and during the interval I had seen nothing of Legrand) when I received a visit,
at Charleston, from his man, Jupiter. I had never seen the good old negro look so dispirited, and I feared that
some serious disaster had befallen my friend.
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"Well, Jup," said I, "what is the matter now?--how is your master?"
"Why, to speak de troof, massa, him not so berry well as mought be."
"Not well! I am truly sorry to hear it. What does he complain of?"
"Dar! dat's it!--him neber 'plain of notin'--but him berry sick for all dat."
"Very sick, Jupiter!--why didn't you say so at once? Is he confined to bed?"
"No, dat he aint!--he aint 'fin'd nowhar--dat's just whar de shoe pinch--my mind is got to be barry hebby
'bout poor Massa Will."
"Jupiter, I should like to understand what it is you are talking about. You say your master is sick. Hasn't he
told you what ails him?"
"Why, massa, 'taint worf while for to git mad about de matter--Massa Will say noffin at all aint de matter
wid him--but den what make him go about looking dis here way, wid he head down and he soldiers up, and
as white as a gose? And den he keep a syphon all de time--"
"Keeps a what, Jupiter?"
"Keeps a syphon wid de figgurs on de slate--de queerest figgurs I ebber did see. Ise gittin' to be skeered, I
tell you. Hab for to keep mighty tight eye 'pon him 'noovers. Todder day he gib me slip 'fore de sun up and
was gone de whole ob de blessed day. I had a big stick ready cut for to gib him deuced good beating when he
did come--but Ise sich a fool dat I hadn't de heart arter all--he looked so berry poorly."
"Eh?--what?--ah yes!--upon the whole I think you had better not be too severe with the poor
fellow--don't flog him, Jupiter--he can't very well stand it--but can you form no idea of what has
occasioned this illness, or rather this change of conduct? Has any thing unpleasant happened since I saw
you?"
"No, massa, dey aint bin noffin onpleasant since den--'twas 'fore den I'm feared--'twas de berry day you
was dare."
"How? what do you mean?"
"Why, massa, I mean de bug--dare now."
"The what?"
"De bug--I'm berry sartain dat Massa Will bin bit somewhere 'bout de head by dat goole-bug."
"And what cause have you, Jupiter, for such a supposition?"
"Claws enuff, massa, and mouff too. I nebber did see sich a deuced bug--he kick and he bite ebery ting what
cum near him. Massa Will cotch him fuss, but had for to let him go 'gin mighty quick, I tell you--den was de
time he must ha' got de bite. I didn't like de look ob de bug mouff, myself, nohow, so I wouldn't take hold ob
him wid my finger, but I cotch him wid a piece ob paper dat I found. I rap him up in de paper and stuff a
piece of it in he mouff--dat was de way."
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"And you think, then, that you master was really bitten by the beetle, and that the bite made him sick?"
"I don't think noffin' about it--I nose it. What make him dream 'bout de goole so much, if 'taint cause he bit
by de goole-bug? Ise heerd 'bout dem goole-bugs 'fore dis."
"But how do you know he dreams about gold?"
"How I know? why, 'cause he talk about it in he sleep--dat's how I nose."
"Well, Jup, perhaps you are right; but to what fortunate circumstance am I to attribute the honor of a visit
from you to-day?"
"What de matter, massa?"
"Did you bring any message from Mr. Legrand?"
"No, massa, I bring dis here pissel"; and here Jupiter handed me a note which ran thus:
"My Dear ----
"Why have I not seen you for so long a time? I hope you have not been so foolish as to take offence at any
little brusquerie of mine; but no, that is improbable.
"Since I saw you I have had great cause for anxiety. I have something to tell you, yet scarcely know how to
tell it, or whether I should tell it at all.
"I have not been quite well for some days past, and poor old Jup annoys me, almost beyond endurance, by his
well-meant attentions. Would you believe it?--he had prepared a huge stick, the other day, with which to
chastise me for giving him the slip, and spending the day, solus, among the hills on the main land. I verily
believe that my ill looks alone saved me a flogging.
"I have made no addition to my cabinet since we met.
"If you can, in any way, make it convenient, come over with
Jupiter. Do come. I wish to see you to-night, upon business of importance. I assure you that it is of the
highest importance.
"Ever yours,
"William Legrand"
There was something in the tone of this note which gave me great uneasiness. Its whole style differed
materially from that of Legrand. What could he be dreaming of? What new crotchet possessed his excitable
brain? What "business of the highest importance" could he possibly have to transact? Jupiter's account of him
boded no good. I dreaded lest the continued pressure of misfortune had, at length, fairly unsettled the reason
of my friend. Without a moment's hesitation, therefore, I prepared to accompany the negro.
Upon reaching the wharf, I noticed a scythe and three spades, all apparently new, lying in the bottom of the
boat in which we were to embark.
"What is the meaning of all this, Jup?" I inquired.
"Him syfe, massa, and spade."
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