The Real Hard Sell

the straggling few of his own negroes whom he encountered camping in the wood, imprisoned by fear. These, mistaking him for a tramp, avoided him. He had heard the news en route,

e real battle-field-and

ion through its succession of tragedies, was as Mammy and Israel had left it. Even its larder wa

o Brake Island, appeared, as from the grave, upon the streets of New Orleans. When he was reinstated in his broken home, and known once mor

sages of her history; and there was never a year when the French quarter, coquette that she was, did no

y ruin. Had his impetuous temper turned upon himself on his return to the island, where devastation seemed to mock him at every turn, there is no telling where it might have driven him. But a lonely mother, and the knowledge that his father had died of a broken heart upon the report

on. How often is work t

oon developed great genius for the manipulation o

n a marked figure. When even serious men "went foolish over him," it is not surprising that ambitious mothers of marriageable daughters, in t

ties along the river, saving what was left, and sometimes even recovering whole estates for the women in black who had known befo

-the property of one Marie Estelle Josephine Ramsey de La Rose, widowed at "Yellow