"Did they shoot him to kill him? What was that for?" asked Graham.
"Honey, that is the awful part of it. Mammy said that one day her young mistis, the General’s oldest daughter, didn’t come home from a ride she had taken, and the whole plantation was turned out to find her. But some one came along and told the General that she had eloped across the river with a young man he had forbidden to come on the place, and all the people on the plantation went back to their quarters. As the young man could not be found, everybody thought that he and Miss Lily had run away and married and were too much afraid of her father to come back home. The next day, however, the young man turned up, and swore he had not seen Miss Lily in a week. Then the plantation was in terror.—Honey, I can’t tell you the rest.—They found her.—When they were calling out all the people from the quarters, the General learned that Gumbo had not been seen since Miss Lily was lost. He had run away so often that no attention was paid to it, for he always came back after a time.—They got the bloodhounds, mammy said, and went to the swamp. After a long time the dogs struck Gumbo’s trail, and—yes, they found her,—tied hands and feet and her clothing torn to strings, in a kind of hut made of bark and brush way back in the swamp. She was dead, but she had not been dead an hour, from a gash in her head made by an axe. The dogs followed a hot scent from the hut for another hour, and led the men to where they had run Gumbo down. That was where they shot him—and left him. He still had the axe, and had killed one of the dogs, and nobody could get to him. They didn’t want to, I suppose."
Graham had listened to his mother’s last words without breathing, and when she stopped he dropped his face in his hands with a groan.... She began again in a few moments:
"Mammy said that when they brought her young mistis back home the General went off in a fit, and raved and cursed till the doctors and the rest of ’em had to hold him to keep him from killing somebody. Mammy was one of her old mistis’s house-girls, and she heard all the General’s ravings and screams that he would kill every nigger on the place; and he kept it up so long and kept breaking out again so after they thought they had him pacified that mammy said she was scared so bad she just couldn’t stay there any longer: and that’s what made her run away the very next night. She had a hard time getting across the river, but after she got over safe she didn’t have much trouble, for some of the white people took charge of her and helped her to get further on north. Pappy always said—"