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Chapter 1

           There’sbutapatchofthis,Isuppose?Ifwedogoalittleastray,wemustcomeoutsomewhereononeside,ortheother."

           "Well,nephew,youknowbest:Ishallbeguidedbyyou."

           "Nofear,uncle.I’vemademywayoutofaworsefixthanthis.Driveon,niggers!Keepstraightafterme."

           Theex-officerofvolunteers,castingaconceitedglancetowardsthetravellingcarriagethroughthecurtainsofwhichappearsafairface,slightlyshadowedwithanxietygivesthespurtohishorse;andwithconfidentairtrotsonward.

           Achorusofwhipcracksissucceededbythetramplingoffourscoremules,mingledwiththeclankingofwheelsagainsttheirhubs.Thewaggon-trainisoncemoreinmotion.

           Themulesstepoutwithgreaterrapidity.Thesablesurface,strangetotheireyes,excitesthemtobriskeractioncausingthemtoraisethehoof,assoonasittouchestheturf.Theyoungeranimalsshowfearsnorting,astheyadvance.

           Intimetheirapprehensionsbecomeallayed;and,takingthecuefromtheirolderassociates,theymoveonsteadilyasbefore.

           Amileormoreismade,apparentlyinadirectlinefromthepointofstarting.Thenthereisahalt.Theself-appointedguidehasorderedit.Hehasreineduphishorse;andissittinginthesaddlewithlessshowofconfidence.Heappearstobepuzzledaboutthedirection.

           Thelandscapeifsuchitmaybecalledhasassumedachange;thoughnotforthebetter.Itisstillsableasever,tothevergeofthehorizon.Butthesurfaceisnolongeraplain:itrolls.

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