Them’s the very words I said; they all heard me; and the country may rot for all me — I’ll never vote ag’in as long as I live. And to see the cool way of that nigger — why, he wouldn’t ’a’ give me the road if I hadn’t shoved him out o’ the way.

I says to the people, why ain’t this nigger put up at auction and sold? — that’s what I want to know. And what do you reckon they said? Why, they said he couldn’t be sold till he’d been in the state six months, and he hadn’t been there that long yet. There, now — that’s a specimen. They call that a govment that can’t sell a free nigger till he’s been in the state six months. Here’s a govment that calls itself a govment, and lets on to be a govment, and