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Clotelle: A Tale of the Southern States

Chapter 4 THE BOAT-RACE.

Word Count: 933    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

d apparently coming up very fast. This was the signal for a general commotion on board the Patriot, and everything indicated

ear to each other that the passengers were within speaking distance. On board the Patriot the firemen were using oil, lard, butter, and even bacon, with woody for the purpose of raising the

oats now came abreast of each other, and nearer and nearer, until they were locked so that men could pass from one to the o

cted, one of the boilers exploded with terrific force, carrying away the boiler-deck and tearing to pieces much of the machinery. One dense fog of steam filled every part of the vessel, while shrieks, groans, and

the shore, and the other steamer had come alongside to render assistance to the disabled boat. The killed and wounded

stern waters has long been a source of annoyance to the more moral persons who travel on our great rivers. Thousands of dollars often change owners during a pas

d Mr. Jones, as he took his ca

atto boy, apparently about sixteen years of age,

n his fingers through his cards; "but he is worth

ars at the feet of the boy, who was standing, on the table, an

r of laughter followed from the other gentl

igger," said Thompson, as he took hol

Let me have five hundred dollars, and I

mpson to his chattel, "and reme

from his eyes, as, in obedience

s he took the money, "and I hope, Mr. Thomp

mpson. "Whenever you hand over the

nd while the slaves were running about waiting on or looking for their mas

of an old negro, who passed along leading a f

, "I 'longed to Massa Carr; but he bin gamblin' all

oung master, with whom he has played in childhood, and who would not see his slave abused under

en playing cards at each, with money, pistols, and bowie-knives spread in sp

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