Running a Thousand Miles for Freedom; or, the escape of William and Ellen Craft from slavery by William Craft;Ellen Craft
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bone." "Good!" said an insignificant-looking
individual of the slave-dealer stamp. "Three cheers for John C. Calhoun and the whole fair sunny South!" added the trader. So off went their hats, and out burst a terrific roar of irregular but con- tinued cheering. My master took no more notice of the dealer. He merely said to the captain that the air on deck was too keen for him, and he would therefore return to the cabin. While the trader was in the zenith of his elo- quence, he might as well have said, as one of his kit did, at a great Filibustering meeting, that "When the great American Eagle gets one of his mighty claws upon Canada and the other into South America, and his glorious and starry wings of liberty extending from the Atlantic to the Pacific, oh! then, where will England be, ye gen- tlemen? I tell ye, she will only serve as a pocket- handkerchief for Jonathan to wipe his nose with." On my master entering the cabin he found at the breakfast-table a young southern military officer, with whom he had travelled some distance the pre- vious day. After passing the usual compliments the conver- sation turned upon the old subject,--niggers. The officer, who was also travelling with a man- |
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