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Left on Labrador

CHAPTER VIII
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I wouldn't hev 'em roun', sar, stinkin' up de ship." "I don't see that they smell much worse than a pack of niggers," remarked Wade provokingly; at which the darky went back to the galley muttering.
"Wade, some of these big negroes will pop you over one of these days," said Kit.
"Well, I expect it; and who'll be to blame for that?
We had them under good control: you marched your hired Canadians down among us, and set them 'free,' as you say; which means that you've turned loose a class of beings in no way fit to be free.

The idea of letting those ignorant niggers vote!--why, they are no more fit to have a voice in the making of the laws than so many hogs! You have done us a great wrong in setting them free: you've turned loose among us a horde of the most indolent, insolent, lustful _beasts_ that ever made a hell of earth.
You can't look for social harmony at the South! Why, we are obliged to go armed to protect our lives! No lady is safe to walk half a mile unattended.

I state a fact when I say that my mother and my sisters do not dare to walk about our plantation even, for fear of those brutish negroes." "I think you take a rather one-sided view, Wade," said Raed.
"It's the only side I can see." "Perhaps; but there is another side, nevertheless." Here a tramping on the stairs was heard, and Weymouth came down, followed by a large Esquimau.
"He's been trying to make out to us that he's the chief, boss, sachem, or whatever they call it, of the crowd that was aboard yesterday," said Weymouth.
"What does he want ?" the captain asked.
"Wants to _chymo_." Raed made signs for him to sit down in the chair at the table and eat with us; which, after some hesitation, he did rather awkwardly, and with a great knocking of his feet against the chairs.

He had on a gorgeous bearskin jacket, with the hood drawn over his head.

His face was large; his nose small, and nearly lost between the fat billows of his cheeks; his eyes were much drawn up at the corners, and very far apart; and his mouth, a very wide one, was fringed about with stiff, straggling black bristles.


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