Westward ho! By the author of 'The Dutchman's fireside'.

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Página 71 - Shut pan, and sing dumb, or I'll throw you into the drink. Hold your tongue, you beauty, or you shall smell brimstone through a nail hole. I wish I may run on a sawyer if I didn't. I'll be choked with a saw-log if I do. See if I don't row you up Salt River before you are many days older. I wouldn't risk a huckleberry to a persimmon that we don't every soul get treed and sink to the bottom like gone suckers. Drive him like a flash of lightning through a gooseberry-bush.
Página 140 - I'll keep my word; but if you break yours,—if I don't break every bone in your body, nay, drive the breath out of it for ever, say I'ma liar and a coward. Go home, and if I ever catch you dogging me again, I'll shoot you as sure as you're alive; look here," and he exhibited to the astonished eyes of Master Zeno Paddock a real genuine Joe Manton, that caused the man of letters to make himself scarce in the shortest possible time. "Well! well! what did you see, what did you hear, what did you do?—now...
Página 116 - I'm from the forks of Roaring River, and a bit of a screamer," said Captain Hugg. "Well, go ahead — go ahead — tell us about the dandy^ha, ha, ha ! .... I should like to have seen it when it stood upon its hind legs.
Página 115 - We had hauled in the broad-horn close ashore to wood ; wind was up-stream, so we couldn't make much headway anyhow. Bill told the nigger to cook a few steaks off Clumsy — that was what we called the bear I shot the day before — well, while we were a-wooding — " " That story's as long as the Mississippi," said one. " Shut pan, and sing dumb, or I'll throw you into the drink," exclaimed Spooney. " Why, I heard that story before.
Página 4 - Ho!, in the preface to which the author asserts that he "yields to none in respect for the motives of those who are sincerely anxious to rid this country of the embarrassments of slavery; and none more heartily wishes the thing were possible, at a less risk to the happiness of both master and slave...
Página 115 - Well, as I was saying, Spoon, the nigger — " " I tink he might call um gemman of choler," muttered blackey. " The nigger went to cook some bear while we were wooding, so that we might have somethin to go upon. When we came back, what kind of a varmint do you think we started in the canebrak,e?" " I reckon an alligator,
Página 56 - ... double trouble" and light Virginia reels, with a triumphant, grotesque gesticulation, a zest, an hilarity seasoned by such shouts of laughter as only the echoes of the south repeat to the listening landscapes far and wide. They seemed to be happy, and we hope they were; for it is little consolation to know, or to believe, that a mode of existence of which millions of beings partake is inevitably a state of wretchedness. To the honour of Colonel Dangerfield it must be recorded, that though Pompey...
Página 9 - ... learned to look death and tortures in the face without flinching. The result of their peculiar situation, habits, and modes of thinking has been a race of men uniting a fearlessness of danger, a hardy spirit of enterprise, a power of supporting fatigues and privations, an independence of thought, which perhaps were never associated with the pursuits and acquirements of civilized life in any other country than the United States.
Página 117 - No laughing in the ranks there — throw that nigger overboard, if he laughs before I come to the right place, and then you may all begin. Well, then, I began to ask him all about himself, and he told me he was a great traveller, and that he had been so far north that the northstar was south of him ; and then he asked me if I knew any thing of navigation and the use of the globes. " To be sure I do," said I, " aint they made for people to live in?

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