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Chapter 11
Itrottedsilentlyattheirhorses’heels,listeningtotheirconversation. FordinformedhimofmyarrivalinthePineWoodsthreedaysbefore,ofthesadplightIwasin,andofthedifficultiesanddangersIhadencountered.
"Well,"exclaimedTibeats,omittinghisusualoathsinthepresenceofFord,"Ineversawsuchrunningbefore. I’llbethimagainstahundreddollars,he’llbeatanyniggerinLouisiana. IofferedJohnDavidCheneytwenty-fivedollarstocatchhim,deadoralive,butheoutranhisdogsinafairrace. ThemCheneydogsain’tmuch,afterall. Dunwoodie’shoundswouldhavehadhimdownbeforehetouchedthepalmettoes. Somehowthedogsgotoffthetrack,andwehadtogiveupthehunt. Werodethehorsesasfaraswecould,andthenkeptonfoottillthewaterwasthreefeetdeep. Theboyssaidhewasdrowned,sure. IallowIwantedashotathimmightily. Eversince,Ihavebeenridingupanddownthebayou,buthad’ntmuchhopeofcatchinghim—thoughthewasdead,sartin. Oh,he’sacusstorun—thatniggeris!"
InthiswayTibeatsranon,describinghissearchintheswamp,thewonderfulspeedwithwhichIhadfledbeforethehounds,andwhenhehadfinished,MasterFordrespondedbysaying,Ihadalwaysbeenawillingandfaithfulboywithhim; thathewassorrywehadsuchtrouble;that,accordingtoPlatt’sstory,hehadbeeninhumanlytreated,andthathe,Tibeats,washimselfinfault. Usinghatchetsandbroad-axesuponslaveswasshameful,andshouldnotbeallowed,heremarked.