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said a venerable matron as she left the church door, “how he was affected by the sarment."


Ned went to church no more on that day. About four o'clock in the afternoon, while he was standing at the tavern door, a funeral procession passed by, at the foot of which, and singly, walked one of the smallest men I ever saw. soon as he came opposite the door, Ned stepped out and joined him with great solemnity. The contrast between the two was ludicrously striking, and the little man's looks and uneasiness plainly showed that he felt it. However, he soon became reconciled to it. They proceeded but a little way before Ned inquired of his companion who was dead.

"Mr. Noah Bills," said the little man.

"Nan?" said Ned, raising his hand to his ear in token of deafness, and bending his head to the speaker.

"Mr. Noah Bills," repeated the little man, loud enough to disturb the two couples immediately before him.

"Mrs. Noel's Bill!" said Ned with mortification and astonishment. "Do the white persons pay such respect to niggers in Savannah? I sha'n't do it." So saying, he left

the procession.

The little man was at first considerably nettled; but upon being left to his own reflections, he got into an uncontrollable fit of laughter, as did the couple immediately in advance of him, who overheard Ned's remark. The procession now exhibited a most mortifying spectacle—the head of it in mourning and in tears, and the foot of it convulsed with laughter.


(From Georgia Scenes, first edition, 1835.)
[Three old women over their pipes.]

Mrs. Shad. The old man likes a joke yet right well, the old man does; but he's a mighty good man, and I think he

prays with greater libity, than most any one of his most ever seed,—don't you think he does, Mis' Reed? Mrs. Reed.-Powerful.

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Mrs. Barney.-Who did he marry?

Mrs. Shad. Why, he married-stop, I'll tell you di rectly-Why, what does make my old head forget so?

Mrs. Barney.-Well, it seems to me I don't remember like I used to. Didn't he marry a Ramsbottom?

Mrs. Reed.-No. Stay, I'll tell you who he married presently. Oh, stay! Why I'll tell you who he married! He married old daddy Johnny Hooer's da'ter, Mournin'.

Mrs. Shad. Why, la! messy on me, so he did!
Mrs. Barney.—Why, did he marry a Hooer?

Mrs. Shad. Why, to be sure he did.—You knew Mournin'. Mrs. Barney-Oh, mighty well; but I'd forgot that brother Smith married her. I really thought he married a Ramsbottom.

Mrs. Reed.-Oh no, bless your soul, honey, he married Mournin'.

Mrs. Barney.-Well, the law me, I'm clear beat!
Mrs. Shad.-Oh, it's so, you may be sure it is.

Mrs. Barney.-Emph, emph, emph, emph! And brother Smith married Mournin' Hooer! Well, I'm clear put out! Seems to me I'm gettin' mighty forgetful somehow.

Mrs. Shad.-Oh yes, he married Mournin', and I saw her when she joined society.

Mrs. Barney.-Why, you don't tell me so!

Mrs. Shad.-Oh, it's the truth. She didn't join till after she was married, and the church took on mightily about his marrying one out of society. But after she joined, they all got satisfied.

Mrs. Reed-Why, la! me, the seven stars is 'way over here!

Mrs. Barney.-Well, let's light our pipes, and take a short smoke, and go to bed. How did you come on raisin' chickens this year, Mis' Shad?

Mrs. Shad.-La messy, honey! I have had mighty bad. luck. I had the prettiest pa'sel you most ever seed, till the varment took to killin' 'em.

Mrs. Reed and Mrs. Barney.-The varment!!

Mrs. Shad.-Oh, dear, yes. The hawk catched a powerful sight of them; and then the varment took to 'em, and nat'ly took 'em fore and aft, bodily, till they left most none at all hardly. Sucky counted 'em up t'other day, and there warn't but thirty-nine, she said, countin' in the old speckle hen's chickens that jist come off her nest.

Mrs. Reed and Mrs. Barney.-Humph-h-h!

Mrs. Reed.-Well, I've had bad luck, too. Billy's hounddogs broke up most all my nests.

Mrs. Barney.-Well, so they did me, Mis' Reed. I always did despise a hound-dog upon the face of yea'th.

Mrs. Reed.-Oh, they are the bawllinest, squallinest, thievishest things ever was about one; but Billy will have 'em, and I think in my soul his old Troup's the beat of all creaters I ever seed in all my born days a-suckin' o' hen's eggs. He's clean most broke me up entirely.

Mrs. Shad. The lackaday !

Mrs. Reed.-And them that was hatched out, some took to takin' the gaps, and some the pip, and one ailment or other, till they most all died.

Mrs. Barney. I reckon they must have eat something didn't agree with them.

Mrs. Reed.-No, they didn't, for I fed 'em every mornin' with my own hand.

Mrs. Barney-Well, it's mighty curious!

A short pause ensued, which was broken by Mrs. Barney with, "And brother Smith married Mournin' Hooer!




ROBERT YOUNG HAYNE was born in St. Paul's Parish, Colleton District, South Carolina, and was educated in Charleston. He became a lawyer; he served in the war of 1812, and was in the State Legislature from 1814 to 1818. He was Attorney-General of the United States under President Monroe, and in 1823 was elected to the Senate. His most famous speech is that in the debate with Daniel Webster on the Right of Nullification.

South Carolina passed the ordinance of Nullification in November, 1832, elected Mr. Hayne governor, and when President Jackson issued a martial proclamation against her action, she prepared for war. Mr. Clay's Tariff Compromise prevented any outbreak.

Mr. Hayne died in Asheville, North Carolina, yet in the prime of life. See his Life by Paul Hamilton Hayne.



Mr. Hayne was one of the leaders in the stirring times in which he lived; the extract following gives an example of his bold, fearless eloquence, and his power in debate.


(From the Debate with Webster in the Senate, 1830.)

Sir, there have existed, in every age and in every country, two distinct orders of men—the lovers of freedom and the devoted advocates of power.

The same great leading principles, modified only by the peculiarities of manners, habits, and institutions, divided. parties in the ancient republics, animated the Whigs and

Tories of Great Britain, distinguished in our own times the Liberals and Ultras of France, and may be traced even in the bloody struggles of unhappy Spain. Sir, when the gallant Riego, who devoted himself and all that he possessed to the liberties of his country, was dragged to the scaffold, followed by the tears and lamentations of every lover of freedom throughout the world, he perished amid the deafening cries of "Long live the absolute King!" The people whom I represent, Mr. President, are the descendants of those who brought with them to this country, as the most precious of their possessions, "an ardent love of liberty"; and while that shall be preserved, they will always be found manfully struggling against the consolidation of the Government as the worst of evils.

The Senator from Massachusetts, in denouncing what he is pleased to call the Carolina doctrine, has attempted to throw ridicule upon the idea that a State has any constitutional remedy, by the exercise of its sovereign authority, against "a gross, palpable, and deliberate violation of the Constitution." He calls it "an idle" or "a ridiculous notion," or something to that effect, and added, that it would make the Union a mere rope of sand." Now, sir, as the gentleman has not condescended to enter into any examination of the question, and has been satisfied with throwing the weight of his authority into the scale, I do not deem it necessary to do more than to throw into the opposite scale the authority on which South Carolina relies; and there, for the present, I am perfectly willing to leave the contro



The doctrine that it is the right of a State to judge of the violations of the Constitution on the part of the Federal Government, and to protect her citizens from the operations of unconstitutional laws, was held

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