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Updated: May 12, 2025
"Do you like Sam Bracken?" he inquires. "Not much." "If you like him much, I bet I can whup him. Like Steve Smith?" "Not so powerful well." "I can whup him." "Bet you can't." "You wait." And the chances are that unless she modifies her statement the Smith boy will be compelled to answer for the crime of her compliment.
Yo' sha'n't whup 'im; he b'longs to me, an' ef you hit 'im another lick I'll set 'im free! "I wish yo' hed see old marster. Marse Chan he warn' mo'n eight years ole, an' dyah dey wuz-old marster stan'in' wid he whup raised up, an' Marse Chan red an' cryin', hol'in' on to it, an' sayin' I b'longst to 'im.
"You must be a newcomer in these here parts, or you would have held on at the first command. Don't reckon you know me." "I don't know you, but I know my own business. My name is Sanderson, and I am from North Caroliny, and we air goin' to whup this nigger within a inch of his life or know the reason why." "All right," said Jasper, taking off his hat and scratching his head.
Exhale!" till Buzz's lungs were bursting, his eyes were starting from his head, his chest carried a sledge hammer inside it, his thigh-muscles screamed, and his legs, arms, neck, were no longer parts of him, but horrid useless burdens, detached, yet clinging. Right! Whup!" Buzz whupped with the best of 'em. The whipper-snapper seemed tireless.
As they neared the house, Dumps asked Diddie how far it was to Mr. "Tight-fis' Smith's." "I don't know exactly," said Diddie; "'bout three miles, I think." "Couldn't we walk there, an' ask him not to whup Uncle Pomp? Maybe he wouldn't, ef we was ter beg him right hard." "Yes, that's jest what we'll do, Dumps; and we'll get Dilsey to go with us, 'cause she knows the way."
Dey called him de 'Boss Man. He always carried a big whup an' when dem Niggers got sassy, dey got de whup 'crost dey hides. "Lawsy! I's recallin' de time when de big old houn' dog what fin' de run-away Niggers done die wid fits. Dat man Duncan, he say us gwina hol' fun'al rites over dat dog. He say us Niggers might better be's pow'ful sad when us come to dat fun'al.
So we led him out to a smooth place near an Indian mound back of the shanty, where father directed us to begin. I mounted for the first memorable lesson, crossed the mound, and set out at a slow walk along the wagon-track made in hauling lumber; then father shouted: "Whup him up, John, whup him up!
He handed the poker he had carried to the policeman and the dining-room one to the other. He suddenly flung himself backward. "Whup!" said one policeman, ducked, and caught the axe on his poker. The pistol snapped its penultimate shot and ripped a valuable Sidney Cooper.
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