ourshef

Updated: May 26, 2025

"Never mind, massa," quoth Peter, "or we shan't get de betterest ourshef." And away we galloped again, until I had scarcely a rag an inch square on my back, or anywhere else, and my skin was tom in pieces by the prickly bushes and spear grass. The sound of firing now ceased entirely, although there was still loud shouting now and then. "Push on, massa dem will soon miss we."

Michael Scott - Tom Cringle's Log