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and "tank massa for dis here great indulgence of 

 talk." 



There is an Eboe carpenter named Strap, who 

 was lately sick and in great danger, and whom I 

 nursed with particular care. The poor fellow 

 thinks that he never can express his gratitude suf- 

 ficiently 5 and whenever he meets me in the public 

 road, or in the streets of Savannah la Mar, he 

 rushes towards the carriage, roars out to the postilion 

 to stop, and if the boy does not obey instantly, he 

 abuses him with all his power; " for why him no stop 

 when him want talk to massa?" — " But look, Strap, 

 your beast is getting away ! " — " Oh ! damn beast, 

 massa." — " But you should go to your mountain, 

 or you will get no vittle." — " Oh, damn vittle, and 

 damn mountain ! me no want vittle, me want talk 

 wid massa ;" and then, all that he has got to say is, 

 " Oh massa, massa ! God bless you, massa ! me 

 quite, quite glad to see you come back, my own 

 massa ! 99 And then he bursts into a roar of laughter 

 so wild and so loud, that the passers-by cannot help 

 stopping to stare and laugh too. 



February 24. 



On the Sunday after my first arrival, the whole 

 body of Eboe negroes came to me to complain of 

 the attorney, and more particularly of one of the 

 book-keepers. I listened to them, if not with un- 

 wearied patience, at least with unsubdued forti- 

 tude, for above an hour and a half ; and finding 



