A Thousand-Mile Walk 



three dogs. I was viciously attacked by the lat 

 ter, who undertook to undress me with their 

 teeth. I was nearly dragged down backward, 

 but escaped unbitten. Liver pie, mixed with 

 sweet potatoes and fat duff, was set before me, 

 and after I had finished a moderate portion, 

 one of the men, turning to his companion, re 

 marked: &quot;Wall, I guess that man quit eatin 

 cause he had nothin more to eat. I 11 get him 

 more potato.&quot; 



Arrived at a place on the margin of a stag 

 nant pool where an alligator had been rolling 

 and sunning himself. &quot; See,&quot; said a man who 

 lived here, &quot;see, what a track that is! He must 

 have been a mighty big fellow. Alligators wal 

 low like hogs and like to lie in the sun. I d like 

 a shot at that fellow.&quot; Here followed a long re 

 cital of bloody combats with the scaly enemy, 

 in many of which he had, of course, taken an 

 important part. Alligators are said to be ex 

 tremely fond of negroes and dogs, and natu 

 rally the dogs and negroes are afraid of them. 



Another man that I met to-day pointed to a 



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