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Updated: May 8, 2025
The two boys were first on the field, and, without waiting for the scantling which old Sandy had grasped, seized the creature on the side, between the flippers, and lifted it. But they had barely raised it from the sand when the great fore flipper, being clear, struck the unfortunate Piffney a sounding blow, knocking him against Rastus, who lost his hold, and both went down in confusion.
W'y, chile, I pick cotton 'fore I leave de bre's', da's a fac'. De niggers is gittin' too sumpchus fo' dar place. Dey try to make outen dey got sense like white folks. Yo' Rastus, yo'se deacon in de Key Wes' Fustest Bethel, ain't yo'?" "'Deed I is," replied that person. "An' Piffney too, I reckon," continued Sandy. "Yas, sah," answered Piffney.
"Whish!" whispered Rastus, who, with Piffney, had been trying to look supernaturally solemn during this tirade. "Shoo!" repeated Sandy, leaning forward. The moon had just cleared the mangrove-tops, and illuminated the silvery sands, casting reflections upon the water, where there was now a perfect calm. Far away was heard the lonely cry of a laughing gull.
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