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Chapter 11

           Wekeptonourlonelycoursethroughthe"BigCane"severalmiles,whenweenteredaclearing,knownas"Sutton’sField." Manyyearsbefore,amanbythenameofSuttonhadpenetratedthewildernessofcanetothissolitaryplace. Traditionhasit,thathefledthither,afugitive,notfromservice,butfromjustice. Herehelivedalonerecluseandhermitoftheswampwithhisownhandsplantingtheseedandgatheringintheharvest. OnedayabandofIndiansstoleuponhissolitude,andafterabloodybattle,overpoweredandmassacredhim. Formilesthecountryround,intheslaves’quarters,andonthepiazzasof"greathouses,"wherewhitechildrenlistentosuperstitioustales,thestorygoes,thatthatspot,intheheartofthe"BigCane,"isahauntedplace. Formorethanaquarterofacentury,humanvoiceshadrarely,ifever,disturbedthesilenceoftheclearing. Rankandnoxiousweedshadoverspreadtheoncecultivatedfieldserpentssunnedthemselvesonthedoorwayofthecrumblingcabin. Itwasindeedadrearypictureofdesolation. 

           Passing"Sutton’sField,"wefollowedanew-cutroadtwomilesfarther,whichbroughtustoitstermination. WehadnowreachedthewildlandsofMr.Eldret,wherehecontemplatedclearingupanextensiveplantation. Wewenttoworknextmorningwithourcane-knives,andclearedasufficientspacetoallowtheerectionoftwocabinsoneforMyersandEldret,theotherforSam,myself,andtheslavesthatweretojoinus. 

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