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His Imperial Majesty was pleased to reward the services rendered, by creating me Marquis of Maranhaõ, as the fittest title to commemorate the advantages gained for the empire, at the same time awarding me an estate commensurate with the dignity of the honours conferred; the "Assemblea Geral, Constituente e Legislativa" adding a vote of thanks in the name of the nation.
No external wound was visible, and yet his breathing was that of one who had received some severe bodily harm. In a few minutes, however, he recovered his recollection, and the words he uttered, as he gazed wildly around, and addressed his master, were sufficient to explain the whole affair: "Damn him debbel, Massa Geral, he get safe off, him billain." "Ha, Desborough! it is then so?
"'A Yankee pass me in the channel!" I would have exclaimed aloud, starting to my feet with surprise, but Sambo, with ready thought, put his hand upon my mouth, in time to prevent more than the first word from being uttered. "'Hush! dam him, Massa Geral, ib you make a noise you no catch him.
It was a sort of "lingoa geral" spoken along the seaboard of Africa, not unlike a similar Portuguese patois, current on the coasts and large rivers of tropical South America. In this language, little William, by the aid of signs and gestures, was able to keep up an occasional conversation with Lilly Lalee.
"After having passed his hand ineffectually over several, he at length announced, as he stooped over one which I recognized, from a peculiar elevation of the bow and stern, to be the same we had passed. "'Dis a one all drippin' wet, Massa Geral. May I nebber see a Hebben ib he not a same we follow.
"'What do you mean then what have you seen?" I asked in the same low whisper, the policy of which his action had enjoined on me. "'Lookee dare, Massa Geral, lookee dare?
"Oh Massa Geral, for Hebben's sake no talkee dat. It berry long time ago, and break poor nigger heart to tink ob it " "But I insist on knowing," returned Gerald loudly and peremptorily; "were you old enough to recollect the curse that poor heart-broken woman, Ellen Halloway, uttered on all our race, and if so what was it?" "No, Massa Geral, I no sabby dat.
Sambo den only piccaninny and Sir Ebbered make him top in e fort oh berry bad times dat, Massa Geral. Poor Frank Hallabay e shot fust, because e let he grand fadder out ob e fort, and den ebery ting go bad berry bad indeed." "But the curse of Ellen Halloway, Sambo you must have heard of it surely even if you were not present at the utterance.
Expressing in a whisper to Sambo, his determination to follow, he desired him to make for the shore, near the tannery, beneath the shadow of which he might be secure, while he himself advanced, and traced the movements of the mysterious wanderer. "Oh Massa Geral," urged the old man in the same whisper his teeth chattering with fear "for Hebben' sake e no go ashore.
Sambo den only piccaninny and Sir Ebbered make him top in e fort oh berry bad times dat, Massa Geral. Poor Frank Hallabay e shot fust, because e let he grand fadder out ob e fort, and den ebery ting go bad berry bad indeed." "But the curse of Ellen Halloway, Sambo you must have heard of it surely even if you were not present at the utterance.
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