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Locke, David Ross, 1833-1888 [1872], The struggles (social, financial and political) of Petroleum V. Nasby... embracing his trials and troubles, ups and downs, rejoicings and wailings; likewise his views of men and things; together with the lectures Cussed be Canaan, The struggles of a conservative with the woman question, and In search of the man of sin. With an introduction by Hon. Charles Sumner. Illustrated by Thomas Nast... (I. N. Richardson and Company, Boston) [word count] [eaf635T]. To look up a word in a dictionary, select the word with your mouse and press 'd' on your keyboard.
The utter and abject state uv cussitood into wich the Dimokrasy Ef my clerikle brethrin uv the Church South decide to A SAM UV AGONY. On the street I see a nigger! On his back a coat uv bloo, and he carryeth a muskit. He is provo-guard, and he halteth me, ez wun hevin authority. And my tender daughter spit on him, and lo! he arrested My eyes dwell on him, and my sole is a Artesian well uv For that nigger wuz my nigger! I bought him with a Alas! that nigger is out uv his normal condishn; he is a
Normally, he wuz wuth gold and silver — now he is a nitemare. Wunst I wuz rich, and that nigger wuz the basis thereof. Woe is me! I owned him, soul, body, muscles, sinews, His intelleck wuz mine, his body wuz mine, likewise his His wife wuz mine, and she wuz my conkubine. The normal results uv the conkubinage I sold, combining And on the price thereof I played poker, and drank mint-juleps, Wuz this miscegenashun, or negro equality? Not any. Ablishn miscegenashun elevates the nigger wench to his And when the wife uv my buzm lifted up her voice in And my boys follered in my footsteps, and grate wuz the But my dream is bustid. The nigger is free, and demands wages for the work uv his His wife is free, and she kin decide whether she'll cleave to Yisterday I bade her come to me, and, lo! she remarkt, Her childern are free — they are mine, likewise, but I can't Therein Linkin sinned — he violated the holiest and highest We took the heathen from Africa, and wuz a makin
It is written — “Kin the Ethiope change his skin?” I wuz Dark is my fucher. I obeyed the grate law uv labor, ez I served in the army In what am I better than a Northern mudsill? I kin git no more diamond pins for the wife uv my buzm, Arrayed in hum-spun, she wrastles with pots and kettles in Weighed down with woe, she dips snuff in silence. She asks uv me comfort — wat kin I say, whose pockets Save us from Massachusits, wich is ornery and cussid. Protect us from nigger soljers, wich is grinnin feends. Shelter us from the ghost uv John Brown, wich is marchin Lait Paster uv the Church uv the Noo Dispensashun.
Locke, David Ross, 1833-1888 [1872], The struggles (social, financial and political) of Petroleum V. Nasby... embracing his trials and troubles, ups and downs, rejoicings and wailings; likewise his views of men and things; together with the lectures Cussed be Canaan, The struggles of a conservative with the woman question, and In search of the man of sin. With an introduction by Hon. Charles Sumner. Illustrated by Thomas Nast... (I. N. Richardson and Company, Boston) [word count] [eaf635T]. |