United States or Peru ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Then my ponderings were interrupted by the coming of a couple more of the Indians, who examined our fastenings and then went back. "Mass' George 'leep?" said Pomp suddenly, in a low voice. "Asleep? No. Who could go to sleep like this?" "No, not nice go 'leep 'tanning up," said Pomp, coolly; and there was a long pause, with the monotonous talking of the Indians still going on.
We agreed, however, that we were better off on board our tight little yacht, able to get under weigh and to go anywhere without having to wait for our friends on shore. Leaving Cowes harbour on our port quarter, we stood for Leep Buoy, off the mouth of the Beaulieu River. Hence we steered for the village of Leep, on the mainland.
"You don't mean the slaves?" "Pomp nebber say dey nigger. Pomp say all black." "Don't talk so loudly," whispered Morgan, eagerly. "Pomp no want talk loud. Pomp go back 'leep." "No, no, pray look again and tell me, Pomp," I whispered. "Mass' Morgan talk sabbage. Want to flog Pomp." "No, no, he does not, and I want you to look and tell me."
By this time I was utterly wearied out, and hung forward from the rope with my head upon my chest, gazing down hopelessly at the thick moss and other growth at our feet. "Mass' George 'leep?" whispered Pomp again. "No, no," I said, sadly; "I could not sleep at a time like this." "'Cause Mass' George no go to sleep."
The latter, in his sleep more sensible to touch than hearing, was at length aroused. "Gorramity!" cried he, suddenly starting to his knees, and endeavouring to disembarrass himself of the weight of little William, still scrambling upon his back. "Gorramity! What all dis fracas 'bout? Someb'dy shout `Hurrah? Ha! you, lilly Willy? you shout dat jess now? I tink I hear ye in ma 'leep.
Word Of The Day