180 A WEEK ON WALDEN'S RIDGE. 



Eidgites appeared to look upon " niggers " 

 as Northern laborers look upon non-union 

 men " scabs." 



The hotel-keeper, an Englishman, with an 

 Englishman's notions about personal rights, 

 was naturally indignant. He would hire his 

 own servants, or he would shut the house. 

 In any event, the presence of " Whitecaps," 

 real or imaginary, must affect his summer 

 patronage. I fully expected to see the col- 

 ored trio pack up and go back to Chatta- 

 nooga, without waiting for further hints; 

 but they showed no disposition to do any- 

 thing of the sort, and, I must add, rose in 

 my estimation accordingly. 



Of the feeling of the community I had a 

 slight but ludicrous intimation a day or two 

 after the shooting. I passed a boy whom I 

 had noticed in the road, some days before, 

 playing with a pig, lifting him by the hind 

 legs and pitching him over forwards. " He 

 can turn a somerset good," he had said to me, 

 as I passed. Now, for the sake of being 

 neighborly, I asked, " How 's the pig to- 

 day ? " He smiled, and made some reply, 

 as if he appreciated the pleasantry ; but a 

 more serious-looking playmate took up his 



