He was not on very good terms with Aunt Matilda, and was rather afraid to come in all the way.

On the bed sat Aunt Judy.
It must not be supposed that Aunt Matilda was giving a party.

Nothing of the kind.

These colored people were not very much engrossed with business at this time of the year, and as it was not far from supper-time, and as they all happened to be near Aunt Matilda's cabin that afternoon, they thought they'd step in and see her.
"Does any of you uns know," asked Aunt Matilda, "whar Ole Miles is now?
Dey tells me he don't carry de mails no more." "No," said John William Webster, who was always quick to speak.

"Dey done stop dat ar.