TOM LOKER, MARKS AND HALEY, HUNTSMEN TO THE GREAT
SLAVE-OWNER.

‘ wi 2 le 3 |

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7, |
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— Chloe.—‘ Don’t dey tear der suckin’ baby right off his mother’s breast, and sell
him? Don’t dey tear wife and husband apart? And all the while does dey feel one bit— |

don’t dey drink and smoke, and take it oncommon easy? If the devil don’t get ’em, what’s
he good for ?”