The Knickerbocker, Vol. 10, No. 5, November 1837 — John Shaqi
The Knickerbocker, Vol. 10, No. 5, November 1837Various
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The Knickerbocker, Vol. 10, No. 5, November 1837
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The tall Virginian, with his rakish air, his big mouth, his large
teeth, his long legs, and profuse hair, was next pointed out to me.
He may be known the world over, by his independent way of chewing
tobacco. He squirts out the juice, black as your hat, by the gill, as
he walks the streets, or stands at the door of the hotel. He seems
as if surrounded by slaves, so towering is his look. He is rarely a
student, except in inventing strange oaths or a new-fashioned hat
and cane. His family descent is his hobby; and this, in his opinion,
makes up for all deficiencies.
Any one may single out the Georgian and the inhabitants of any of
the Gulf-states. They are small, dark, men, who look as if they wore
daggers. Their air is indolent and careless, when unexcited; but if
they receive some slight or opposition, their dark eyes flash, and
their lips close tight, with the intensest passion. They are confused
by northern manners and yankee plainness. You rarely see them laugh,
though they sneer most bitterly at things they dislike, or which
are foreign to their own customs. As they come to the North to be
educated, they herd with the Carolinians at our colleges and schools;
continually quarreling among themselves, and slandering each other,
they only agree to hate the 'd----d yankees.'
CHAPTER XV.
I FOUND among the students many whom I had known at college slightly.
They received me with the greatest kindness and cordiality. They
knew enough of my struggles, and thought well enough of my good
intentions, to do all they could to heal the wounds I had received.
Beside, they knew they had misjudged me at college. I certainly
had some good qualities; I was very sincere; spoke my sentiments,
any thing that came into my head, right out, without regard to
consequences. However imprudent such a course is, we cannot help
liking a person who possesses a quality so rare. It was not a
virtue in me, but I did it from a wild impulse, a recklessness of
consequences; and finding that it gained me friends, and raised
a good-natured laugh, I carried it to excess; criticizing my own
faults, confessing every weakness, and telling people just what I
thought of them.
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