This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1836 Excerpt: ...This speech was interrupted by a volley from the foremost boat; the balls rattled in the rigging and on the deck, and one of them hit Martin on the crown of his hat, while he was pointing a carronade. " I kenned how it wad be; that bit lead was well aimed, and had the musket, whilk it came from, been fifty yards nearer there might have been an inlake o' our crew! There now--gang and tell them they are only fit to be slaves." He applied the match to the gun, and a long stream of smoke and flame rushed towards the coming boats, accompanied by a roar and a yell that made the shores, on which the sun had now fully arisen, re-echo through every lagoon and cavern. In a moment, the second carronade was pointed, but Martin withheld the match: the first shot had done its duty; three of the leading boats taken in a line were dashed to chips, the balls had scattered death among the others so effectually that they turned toward the land, while the sails of the Wildfire, catching the morning breeze, carried her away rapidly into the ocean: the hills of Hispaniola diminished and grew dim, and long before mid-day they appeared but as a mist, and, mingling with the sky, faded at last wholly from the view. "Now for France, for lovely France!" exclaimed Camille, " and farewell for ever to the palm-groves and wild fig-trees and orange-bowers of Hispaniola. It is necessary for diseases bodily and political to let blood, and France, magnificent France! has done that even beyond my desire--but the white faces think before they act, while the black faces act, but never think." ' " Blessed are they who expect little, for they are never disappointed!" said Martin," I wad answer for nae nation under the sun, and for the French least of on...
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