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“Do?”
laughs one of them.
“ We mean to have a good time.
We shall revise the new Scalawag Constitution, and give the poor down-trodden Whites a chance.”
“And then?”
“Guess then,” he laughs still more, “ we'll fill our trunks.
What should we go to Austin for?
You see these gentlemen.
Every man among the lot has an empty box in the luggage van. Hish!
When we come back these boxes will be full.
Why else is Coke made Governor, De Berry Secretary of State?
Have not we as much right to rob the Treasury as those scalawags?
On my return from Austin, I bet you'll not be able to lift this trunk!”
We laugh and tell some jest about our way of doing things in London when one party is going out and the other party coming in. A fellow with the manner of a ranting preacher creeps behind and whispers in my ear, “ You smile, Sir; by the eternal heavens it's true.”
“ Do you expect to have any more Black trouble in Texas?”
“None,” snaps one of the members, merrily; “ no more Black trouble, except what springs from the ”
1875.
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