See how de young mars'r' haves dat brung de news ob freedom. He know
he juty en he does hit brave. He mek de w'ite sogers he 'mands des
toe de mark. We got ter toe a long, wi'te mark. We ain' free ter do
foolishness no mo' dan he en he men is. De gret Linkum got he eye on
you; de Cap'n ob our salvation got He eye on you. Now I des gib you
some 'structions," and happy it would have been for the freedmen--
for their masters and deliverers also, it may be added--if all had
followed Uncle Lusthah's "'structions."
When through with his exhortation the old preacher knelt down on the
box which served as his pulpit and offered a fervent petition. From
the loud "amens" and "'lujahs" he evidently voiced the honest
feeling of the hour in his dusky audience. Scoville was visibly
affected at the reference to him. "May de deah Lawd bress de young
Linkum ossifer," rose Uncle Lusthah's tones, loud, yet with
melodious power and pathos, for he was gifted with a voice of
unusual compass, developed by his calling.
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