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Updated: May 4, 2025
"He'd ought to be shot for a nigger-lover, Sheriff!" shouted the farm-hand. "All right. Do it. But you'll get your neck stretched for it! My name's Champneys," shouted Peter. The sheriff moved restlessly on his bay. A Champneys had fed his parents. Chadwick Champneys had given him his first pair of shoes.
And in a sudden outburst "But, by God, sir! I'm a white man, and I place the lowest white man ever created above the highest darkey ever thought of. This Yankee, Taylor, is a nigger-lover. He's secretly encouraging and helping them. You saw what he did to me, and I'm warning you in time." Colton's glass dropped. "I thought it was you that was corralling the niggers against us," he exclaimed.
Peter Champneys spoke in the voice his grandfather had on a time used to a recalcitrant field-hand. "Chuck that little nigger-lover in the swamp!" "Knock him down an' git the nigger, Mosely!" "Burn down the house!" But the shot-gun in that steady young hand held them in check for a breathing-space. They knew Peter Champneys. "Mosely!" snapped Peter. "You, too, Nicolson!
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