Messrs. Graspum and Romescos will make a close inspection of a few
pieces. Here, several men and women are led into a basement cell,
under the veranda, and stript most rudely. No discrimination is
permitted. Happy freedom! What a boon is liberty! Mr. Romescos views
their nice firm bodies, and their ebony black skins, with great
skill and precaution; his object is to prove the disposition of the
articles,--strong evidence being absence of scars. He lays his bony
fingers on their left shoulders-they being compelled to stand in a
recumbent position-tracing their bodies to the hips and thighs. Here
the process ends. Mr. Romescos has satisfied his very nice judgment
on the solidity of the human-flesh-property-he has put their bodies
through other disgusting inspections-they belong to the trade-which
cannot be told here; but he finds clean skins, very smooth, without
scars or cuts, or dangerous diseases. He laughs exultingly, orders
the people to stow themselves in their clothes again, and relights
his cigar. "If it 'ant a tall lot!" he whispers to Graspum, and
gives him a significant touch with his elbow. "Bright-smooth as a
leather ninepence; han't had a lash-Marston was a fool, or his
niggers are angels, rather black, though-couldn't start up a scar on
their flesh. A little trimmin' down-it wants it, you see!-to make it
show off; must have it-eh! Graspum, old feller? It only wants a
little, though, and them dandy niggers, and that slap-up preacher,
will bring a smart price fixed up. Great institution! The preacher's
got knowin'; can discourse like a college-made deacon, and can
convert a whole plantation with his nigger eloquence. A nigger
preacher with Bible knowin, when it's smart, is right valuable when
ye want to keep the pious of a plantation straight. And then! when
the preacher 'ant got a notion a' runnin away in him." Romescos
crooks his finger upon Graspum's arm, whispers cautiously in his
ear.
"There 'll be a sharp bidding for some of it; they 'll run up some
on the preacher. He 'll be a capital investment,--pay more than
thirty per cent. insinuates another gentleman-a small inquisitive
looking dealer in articles of the nigger line. When a planter's got
a big gang a' niggers, and is just fool enough to keep such a thing
for the special purpose of making pious valuable in 'um," Mr.
Romescos rejoins, shrugging his shoulders, rubbing his little hawk's
eyes, and looking seriously indifferent. Romescos gives wonderful
evidence of his "first best cunning propensities;" and here he
fancies he has pronounced an opinion that will be taken as profound.
He affects heedlessness of everything, is quite disinterested, and,
thrusting his hands deep into his pockets, assumes an air of dignity
that would not unbecome my Lord Chief Justice.
"Let us see them two bits of disputed property,--where are they?"
inquires Graspum, turning half round, and addressing himself to the
gaoler.
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