11/17 All the planters send their fugit_ive_ niggers there to be practised on for an eye. The scholars ain't allowed to take more than one eye out of them; if they do, they have to pay for the nigger; for he is no sort o' good after, for nothin' but to pick oakum. I could go through the form, and give you the cries to the life, but I won't; it is too horrid; it really is too dreadful." "Oh do, I beg of you," said the traveller. It will disgust you." "Oh, not at all," said Turkey, "when I know it is simulated, and not real, it is another thing." "I cannot, indeed," said Mr.Slick. |