The men are civil fellows enough, if you will, as in duty bound, be civil to them.

If you are not, ugly capacities will flash out fast enough, and too fast.

If any one says of the Negro, as of the Russian, 'He is but a savage polished over: you have only to scratch him, and the barbarian shows underneath:' the only answer to be made is--Then do not scratch him.

It will be better for you, and for him.
When you have ceased looking--even staring--at the black women and their ways, you become aware of the strange variety of races which people the city.

Here passes an old Coolie Hindoo, with nothing on but his lungee round his loins, and a scarf over his head; a white- bearded, delicate-featured old gentleman, with probably some caste- mark of red paint on his forehead; his thin limbs, and small hands and feet, contrasting strangely with the brawny Negroes round.