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Oh, I wish I hadn't; but I set fire to the Major's woodpile, and he's whippin' Dan!" "Betty!" exclaimed Mrs. Ambler. She took the child by her shoulders and drew her toward her. "Betty, did you set fire to the Major's woodpile?" she questioned sternly. Betty was sobbing aloud, but she stopped long enough to gasp out an answer.
"She's got a good deal more than she can comfortably carry, and there's nothin' to be gained by whippin' the sticks out of her. I believe she'd travel quite as fast, and a good deal easier, if that to'garns'l was stowed, sir." "Any sign of the chase yet, Mr Simpson?" said I. "No, sir, not when I looked last, there wasn't," answered the carpenter.
Says I, you put me in mind of a great long legged, long tailed colt, father had. He never changed his name of colt as long as he lived, and he was as old as the hills; and though he had the best of feed, was as thin as a whippin post. He was colt all his days always young always poor; and young and poor you'll be, I guess to the eend of the chapter.
They went aroun' whippin' niggahs. They'd get young girls and strip 'em sta'k naked, and put 'em across barrels, and whip 'em till the blood run out of 'em, and then they would put salt in the raw pahts. And ah seen it, and it was as bloody aroun' em as if they'd stuck hogs. "I sho' is glad I ain't no slave no moah. Ah thank God that ah lived to pas the yeahs until the day of 1937.
"Why sartainly I do. Ain't it better nor whippin' to death? "What's a Stole arter all? It's nothin' but a coat. Philosophizin' on it, Stranger, there is nothin' to shock a man. The dead don't feel. Skinnin', then, ain't cruel, nor is it immoral. To bury a good hide, is, waste waste is wicked.
'Twas as much as 'leven o'clock then; I remember I give Ezra a whippin' next mornin' for stayin' out so late. But then, of course, whippin' Ezra wa'n't nothin' like whippin' Ephraim." "The doctor says most likely that was what killed him, after all, an' you'd ought to know," said the doctor's wife. "Be you sure?" said Deborah again. "Ephraim wa'n't to blame.
"Oh!" says I. "I have seen that. Thomas J. used to dress up as a ghost, and appear to us. But he didn't seem to think the conditions wus so favorable, and he didn't seem to appear so much, after his father ketched him at it, and give him a good whippin'." And says I firmly, "I guess that would be about the way with your ghosts."
Tom took his shirt off to get ready for de whippin' and when de overseer raised de whip Tom gave him one lick wid his fist and broke de overseer's neck. Den de massa sold Tom to a man by de name of Joseph Fletcher. He stayed with old man Fletcher til he died. Fore de slaves were sold dey were put in a cell place til next day when dey would be sold.
He was determined to shame her out of it; so one mornin after breakfast he goes into the cane field, and says he to Lavender, one of the black overseers, 'Muster up the whole gang of slaves, every soul, and bring 'em down to the whippin post, the whole stock of them, bulls, cows and calves. Well, away goes Lavender, and drives up all the niggers.
We could hear a far sound like that of a great wagon rumbling on a stony road. "The Almighty 's whippin' his hosses," said D'ri. "Looks es ef he wus plungin' 'em through the woods 'way yender. Look a' thet air sky." The cloud-masses were looming rapidly. They had a glow like that of copper. "Tryin' t' put a ruf on the world," my companion shouted. "Swingin' ther hammers hard on the rivets."
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