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"You an't white yet, Cuffee," said one of his persecutors. "Look if he has dyed the water," said another. "Don't laugh," said Julia to Edward, who, with a boyish love of fun, had joined in the laugh; "it is too bad to laugh at the poor fellow." "You are right, Julia," said Mrs.
"Cuffee, what are the names of those two vessels the brigantine and the schooner that are moored close together there?" demanded I of the captain of the boat. "My name not Cuffee, sah; my name am Julius Caesar Mark Anthony Brown, sah!
"I have Richmond by the throat!" General Grant wrote in October, 1864. In February, 1868, when these lines are written, black hands have got Virginia by the throat, and she is suffocating; Cuffee grins, Cuffee gabbles the groans of the "Old Mother" make him laugh. Messieurs of the great Northwest, she gave you being, and suckled you! Are you going to see her strangled before your very eyes?
Paul Cuffee, the son of a well-to-do Massachusetts freedman, had become by his talents and industry a prosperous merchant and ship-owner. Stimulated by the colony at Sierra Leone, and longing to secure liberty to his oppressed race, he determined to transport in his own vessels, and at his own expense, as many as he could of his colored brethren.
Bring in the jug, you imp of darkness touch us the Monongahela, and a fresh tumbler for Mr. Forrester and, look you, one too for Col. Blundell, seeing he's demolished the other. Quick, you terrapin!" Cuffee recovered himself in an instant.
The prospect before him was also of so seductive a character, that he yielded more than was his wont to the influences of the bottle-god: who stood little iron-hooped keg, perched upon a shelf conveniently in the corner. "Here Cuffee, you thrice-blackened baby of Beelzebub! why stand you there, arms akimbo, and showing your ivories, when you see we have no whiskey!
A familiar figure on the wharves of Wilmington was the gigantic one of Captain Paul Cuffee, looking like a character in a masquerade.
Every thing crept under cover, but Sambo and Cuffee, two fine-looking blacks, who sat sunning themselves on the quay, and thought "him berry pleasant weather," and glistened like a new Bristol bottle.
Prominent in the remarkable drama were John Hughson, a shoemaker and alehouse keeper; Sarah Hughson, his wife; John Romme, also a shoemaker and alehouse keeper; Margaret Kerry, alias Salinburgh, commonly known as Peggy; John Ury, a priest; and a number of Negroes, chief among whom were Cæsar, Prince, Cuffee, and Quack.
In consequence of this movement, his foot and leg passed into the horrid maw of the dreadful monster, and were severed in a moment, muscles, sinews, and bone. In the next moment, Sambo and Cuffee were at his side; and lifted him into the boat, convulsed with pain, and fainting with loss of blood. Brook was taken on board, bandages and styptics were applied, and in due season the youth recovered.
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