THE CHRONICLES OF AUNT MINERVY ANN
between midnight and day. They want to take him out to the cross-roads. Hadn't you better fix 'em up a little snack? Hamp won't want anything, but the boys will feel a little hungry after the job is over."
"Nobody ain't never tell me dat de Legislatur' wuz like de Free Masons, whar dey have ter ride a billy goat an' go down in a dry well wid de chains a-clankin'. I done tol' Hamp dat he better not fool wid white folks' doin's."
"Only the colored members have to be initiated," explained the Major, solemnly.
"What does dey do wid um?" inquired Aunt Minervy Ann.
"Well," replied the Major, "they take 'em out to the nearest cross-roads, put ropes around their necks, run the ropes over limbs, and pull away as if they were drawing water from a well."
"What dey do dat fer?" asked Aunt Minervy Ann, apparently still oblivious to the meaning of it all.
"They want to see which'll break first, the ropes or the necks," the Major explained.
"Ef dey takes Hamp out," remarked Aunt Minervy Ann, tentatively—feeling her way, as it were—"what time will he come back?"
"You've heard about the Resurrection Morn,
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