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"
My
nurse
,
my
Bridget
,
has
gone
back
North
.
She
said
she
would
n't
stay
another
day
down
here
among
the
'
naygurs
'
as
she
calls
them
.
And
the
children
are
just
driving
me
distracted
!
Do
tell
me
how
to
go
about
getting
another
nurse
.
I
do
not
know
where
to
apply
.
"
"
That
should
n't
be
difficult
,
"
said
Scarlett
and
laughed
.
"
If
you
can
find
a
darky
just
in
from
the
country
who
has
n't
been
spoiled
by
the
Freedmen
's
Bureau
,
you
'll
have
the
best
kind
of
servant
possible
.
Just
stand
at
your
gate
here
and
ask
every
darky
woman
who
passes
and
I
'm
sure
--
"
The
three
women
broke
into
indignant
outcries
.
"
Do
you
think
I
'd
trust
my
babies
to
a
black
nigger
?
"
cried
the
Maine
woman
.
"
I
want
a
good
Irish
girl
.
"
"
I
'm
afraid
you
'll
find
no
Irish
servants
in
Atlanta
,
"
answered
Scarlett
,
coolness
in
her
voice
.
"
Personally
,
I
've
never
seen
a
white
servant
and
I
should
n't
care
to
have
one
in
my
house
.
And
,
"
she
could
not
keep
a
slight
note
of
sarcasm
from
her
words
,
"
I
assure
you
that
darkies
are
n't
cannibals
and
are
quite
trustworthy
.
"
"
Goodness
,
no
!
I
would
n't
have
one
in
my
house
.
The
idea
!
"
"
I
would
n't
trust
them
any
farther
than
I
could
see
them
and
as
for
letting
them
handle
my
babies
...
"
Scarlett
thought
of
the
kind
,
gnarled
hands
of
Mammy
worn
rough
in
Ellen
's
service
and
hers
and
Wade
's
.
What
did
these
strangers
know
of
black
hands
,
how
dear
and
comforting
they
could
be
,
how
unerringly
they
knew
how
to
soothe
,
to
pat
,
to
fondle
?
She
laughed
shortly
.
"
It
's
strange
you
should
feel
that
way
when
it
was
you
all
who
freed
them
.
"
