He got religion at a camp-meeting, four years ago and I believe he really did get it. “No I mean, really, Tom is a good, steady, sensible, pious fellow. “You mean honest, as niggers go,” said Haley, helping himself to a glass of brandy. “Why, the fact is, Haley, Tom is an uncommon fellow he is certainly worth that sum anywhere,-steady, honest, capable, manages my whole farm like a clock.” Shelby,” said the other, holding up a glass of wine between his eye and the light. “I can’t make trade that way-I positively can’t, Mr. “That is the way I should arrange the matter,” said Mr. As we before stated, the two were in the midst of an earnest conversation. Shelby, had the appearance of a gentleman and the arrangements of the house, and the general air of the housekeeping, indicated easy, and even opulent circumstances. His conversation was in free and easy defiance of Murray’s Grammar, and was garnished at convenient intervals with various profane expressions, which not even the desire to be graphic in our account shall induce us to transcribe. His hands, large and coarse, were plentifully bedecked with rings and he wore a heavy gold watch-chain, with a bundle of seals of portentous size, and a great variety of colors, attached to it,-which, in the ardor of conversation, he was in the habit of flourishing and jingling with evident satisfaction. He was much over-dressed, in a gaudy vest of many colors, a blue neckerchief, bedropped gayly with yellow spots, and arranged with a flaunting tie, quite in keeping with the general air of the man. He was a short, thick-set man, with coarse, commonplace features, and that swaggering air of pretension which marks a low man who is trying to elbow his way upward in the world. One of the parties, however, when critically examined, did not seem, strictly speaking, to come under the species. There were no servants present, and the gentlemen, with chairs closely approaching, seemed to be discussing some subject with great earnestness.įor convenience sake, we have said, hitherto, two gentlemen. Late in the afternoon of a chilly day in February, two gentlemen were sitting alone over their wine, in a well-furnished dining parlor, in the town of P-, in Kentucky. \( \newcommand\)Ĭhapter I: In Which the Reader Is Introduced to a Man of Humanity
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