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Updated: April 30, 2025
He sneaked in here and gave out he was here to turn the niggers white that he was some kind of a new-fangled Jesus sent especially to niggers, which is blasphemy in itself and he's got 'em stirred up. They're boilin' and festerin' with notions of equality till we're lucky if we don't have to lynch a dozen of 'em, like they did in Atlanta last summer, to get 'em back into their places again.
"Here, Missus a pot of ale all round, and let 'em drink to two Cornish boys home from festerin' in French war prisons, while they've a'been diggin' taties!"
"If you don't stop it," 'Bert took a hand in threatening, "you won't get cut open till Monday; because 'tis Sunday to-morrow. And by that time you'll be festerin', I shouldn't wonder." " And mortification will have set in," promised his sister. "When that happens, you may turn up your toes. An' 'tis only a question between oak an' elum." 'Biades ceased yelling as abruptly as he had started.
It's right comfortin' to think o' that low-down trash a-festerin' in the bottom o' the gulch." Then Martin, the gentlest of creatures, went pattering up to bed in his stocking feet, muttering cheerfully to himself as he mounted the dark stairs, candle in outstretched hand: "A festerin' eternally at the bottom!" After his father departed Sandy sat by his fire alone and waited.
So Parish Thornton took his place before the hearth and began an argument that he knew to be adversely prejudged. "Thar's grievances festerin' amongst ther men of yore crowd an' mine alike, but warfare won't ease 'em none," he said at the end; "I've got a grievance myself thet calls fer avengin' but hit hain't no Harper-Doane matter.
Dead souls bound to still breathin' bodies, dead hopes, ambitions, dead dreams of usefulness and respectability, happiness, dead purity, faith, honor, dead, all dead, all bound to the still breathin' body, by the festerin', putrid death-robes of helplessness and despair.
"He'll get his slice of the money, of course." "You'll find a many glad to take that end of the job; for," said Nueces River, "it is in my wise old noddle some of us are going to be festerin' in Abraham's bosom before we earn that reward money. Leave Applegate he's in bad shape for climbing anyway; bruise on his belly big as a washpan."
He bathed the wound gently, and hurrying from the room, returned immediately with a small jug of vinegar. Wetting a rag with this tender fluid, he applied it to Joe's head, speaking soothingly the while. "Nothing in the world like a bit o' good cider vinegar to keep off the festerin'. It may seem a trifle scratchy fer the moment, but it assassinates the blood-p'ison. There ye go!
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