with Negroes-most of them having the thick lips, the woolly hair, the long faces, and the ebony skins of their Fanti and Mandingo fathers.
Glancing through the lanes of Brashear
, you perceive that, unlike Texas
is a country in which the scalawags and carpet-baggers may chance to find a majority of voters on their side.
Since every Negro is a citizen and every citizen has a vote, what is to prevent this mass of coloured people from choosing a Black lawgiver and framing a Black code?
United they might carry any chief and aly bill.
They might have a Fanti sheriff, a Mandingo judge.
Acting as one man, like a mass of Celtic voters, they might legalise in America
the ‘customs’ of Yam, Dahomey
, and Adai.
brain is limited in range.
” cries a stalwart Negro in the street.
“How much a dozen, eh?”
“Four for a quarter, massa, four for a quarter!”
Yes, the fellow asks no less than threepence each; though oranges are so plentiful at Brashear
, that if he fails to sell them in the cars, he will hardly take the trouble to carry them home.