34/56 This charms the natives so that we could take the whole village out at our heels, and put them down in another parish. But the droll thing is, they will not take me for what I am. My gentle giant would say 'Sir' till I pretended to be affronted; the women and girls will bob me courtesies, and the men and white headed boys will take off their hats and pull their front hair to me. If a skilled workman wants to burst with vanity, let him settle in Cairnhope." [EXTRACT] "Martha Dence and I have had words, and what do you think it was about? She turned as red as fire, and said, 'Who be you that speaks against Raby to Dence ?' "I tried to pacify her, but it was no use. |