by the worm, on several occasions, and that negroes suffered much with dysentery and pneumonia.
It cost them very little to haul their cotton to the coast or to get supplies. They had not been more sickly than they would have been on the Mississippi. They considered that their steady sea-breeze was almost a sure preventive of such diseases as they had higher up the country.
They always employed German mechanics, and spoke well of them. Mexicans were regarded in a somewhat unchristian tone, not as heretics or heathen, to be converted with flannel and tracts, but rather as vermin, to be exterminated. The lady was particularly strong in her prejudices. White folks and Mexicans were never made to live together, anyhow, and the Mexicans had no business here. They were getting so impertinent, and were so well protected by the laws, that the Americans would just have to get together and drive them all out of the country.
On the Chockolate.—"Which way did you come?" asked some one of the old man.
"From ."
"See anything of a runaway nigger over there, anywhar?"
"No, sir. What kind of a nigger was it?"
"A small, black, screwed-up-faced nigger."
"How long has he been out?"
"Nigh two weeks."
"Whose is he?"
"Judge 's, up here. And he cut the judge right bad. Like to have killed the judge. Cut his young master, too."
"Reckon, if they caught him, 'twould go rather hard with him."
"Reckon 'twould. We caught him once, but he got away
