Well, I am glad enough to see you any way, for I am sick of half-breed Portuguese and niggers, and snuff-and-butter girls, and gin and bad whisky. Leave your people to attend to those oxen and come in and have a drink." "Thank you, Mr. Robertson " "Captain Robertson," he interrupted. "Man, don't look astonished.

It cannot be said that these snuff-and-butter fellows for most, if not all of them had some dash of white blood in their veins were exactly willing volunteers. Indeed, if a choice had been left to them, they would, I think, have declined this adventure. But there was no choice.

The odds are she'll be Eurasian, and those snuff-and-butter colored ladies, when they get amongst people blacker than themselves, always try to ignore their own lick of the tar-brush." "Fat, is she?" "The serang said she-was a big buffalo bull of a woman, with a terror of a temper. I don't know what's Mr.