I haven't got no niggers myself.

I tried them, but they want more looking after than they are worth; and I can make a shift with my boys to help me, and hiring a hand in busy times to work the farm.
Now, sir, what do you think of the lookout ?" The subject of the war fairly started, his host talked until midnight, long before which Lucy and the farmer's wife had gone off to bed.
"We will start as soon as it is light," the farmer said, as he and Vincent stretched themselves upon a heap of straw covered with blankets that was to serve as their bed, Chloe having hours before gone up to share the bed of the negro girl who assisted the farmer's wife in her management of the house and children.
"It's best to get through Camden before people are about.

There are Yankee soldiers at the bridge, but it will be all right you driving in, however early, to sell your stuff.

Going out you aint likely to meet with Yankees; but as it would look queer, you taking your garden truck out of the town, it's just as well to be on the road before people are about.

Once you get five or six miles the other side you might be going to the next place to sell your stuff." "That is just what I have been thinking," Vincent said, "and I agree with you the earlier we get through Camden the better." Accordingly, as soon as daylight appeared, the horse was put in the cart, the farmer mounting his own animal, and with a hearty good-by from his wife the party started away.