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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, Louisiana 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.
The African brain is limited in range.
“Oranges, massa!
Hab oranges?
” 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.
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