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The black-leg gentleman runs his hoss agin time, and wins the race, and kills his noble steed, and sometimes loses both money and hoss, I wish to gracious he always did; but the rail hossman, Doctor, is a rail man, every inch of him, stock, lock, and barrel." "Massa," said Sorrow, who stood listenin' to me as I was warmin' on the subject.
'Pick me out, says Enoch, 'four that have the loudest voices. 'Hard matter dat, says Lavender, 'hard matter dat, Massa, dey all talk loud, dey all lub talk more better nor work de idle villians; better gib 'em all a little tickle, jist to teach 'em larf on t'other side of de mouth; dat side bran' new, they never use it yet. 'Do as I order you, sir, said Uncle, 'or I'll have you triced up, you cruel old rascal you. When they were picked out and sot by themselves, they hanged their heads, and looked like sheep goin' to the shambles.
One said, in a low tone, "Dat's Uncle Tim's collar." "Yes, missus, dat is iron collar to wear on de neck." "But you see it is fastened with heavy iron rivets." "Yes, de way you see it is 'case Massa George Ralston order Uncle Tim's head cut off to get de collar." "I want this collar," I said, "and another heavy iron a woman called a knee-stiffener.
Eyre was not at first alarmed, thinking it a signal of Baxter's to show him the position of the camp; he called out in reply, but no answer was returned; and, hastening in the direction, was met by one of the boys running towards him crying, "Oh massa, oh massa, come here!" but beyond that could not speak for terror. Eyre was soon at the camp, and a glance told him that he was now indeed alone.
The jailer's wife didn't seem so hard-hearted as the rest. I showed her the mark on the picaninny's arm, and gave her one of the little shirts ye embroidered; and I told her if they sold me away from him, a white lady would send for him. They did sell me, Missy Rosy. Mr. Robbem, a Caroliny slave-trader bought me, and he's my massa now. I don't know what they did with the picaninny.
Tom had briefly told him that he intended to get leave in order to search for Peter. At daybreak, when he heard Tom moving, he went into the sitting-room. "Look here, Massa Tom, Sam only one word to say. He going to look for Massa Peter. Sam know dat him color berry spicuous, dat people look at him and tink he de debil. Sam don't spect he going wid you. Dat wouldn't do.
"Come out o' heah," I heard him call to someone behind him. "Heah's Massa Buffalo Bill." Then he sang out to me: "Massa Bill, is you got any hahdtack?" "Nary a bit of hardtack, but the wagons will be along presently, and you can get all you want." "Dat's de best news Ah's heahd fo' sixteen long days, Massa Bill." "Where's your command? Where's General Penrose?" I demanded.
I listened to this with great interest, for Jack and I had had some talk upon this subject, which began in his ardently expressed wish that massa would allow his land to be ploughed, and his despairing conclusion that he never would, ''cause horses more costly to keep than coloured folks, and ploughing, therefore, dearer than hoeing or digging.
'Ah, massa: when cockroach give a ball, him no ask da fowls. Great and worthy exertions are made, every London Season, for the conversion of the Negro and the Heathen, and the abolition of their barbarous customs and dances.
He hain't got no powder; de guns hain't worth more'n old sticks. Hain't Massa got no money? If he seed de look of silver, now, dat would be somet'ing 'spectable." But my pockets were empty; all my money had been taken by the buccaneers.
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