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Uncle Tom's Cabin | Harriet Beecher Stowe | |
In Which Property Gets into an Improper State of Mind |
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Into such an assembly of the free and easy our traveller entered. He was a short, thick-set man, carefully dressed, with a round, good-natured countenance, and something rather fussy and particular in his appearance. He was very careful of his valise and umbrella, bringing them in with his own hands, and resisting, pertinaciously, all offers from the various servants to relieve him of them. He looked round the barroom with rather an anxious air, and, retreating with his valuables to the warmest corner, disposed them under his chair, sat down, and looked rather apprehensively up at the worthy whose heels illustrated the end of the mantel-piece, who was spitting from right to left, with a courage and energy rather alarming to gentlemen of weak nerves and particular habits. "I say, stranger, how are ye?" said the aforesaid gentleman, firing an honorary salute of tobacco-juice in the direction of the new arrival. "Well, I reckon," was the reply of the other, as he dodged, with some alarm, the threatening honor. "Any news?" said the respondent, taking out a strip of tobacco and a large hunting-knife from his pocket. "Not that I know of," said the man. "Chaw?" said the first speaker, handing the old gentleman a bit of his tobacco, with a decidedly brotherly air. "No, thank ye--it don't agree with me," said the little man, edging off. "Don't, eh?" said the other, easily, and stowing away the morsel in his own mouth, in order to keep up the supply of tobacco-juice, for the general benefit of society. |
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