Some had only met as mutual enemies.

They were not all one color, their complexions ranging from tawny yellow to deep black." "Yes," said Captain Sybil, "and in dealing with the negro we wanted his labor; in dealing with the Indian we wanted his lands.

For one we had weapons of war; for the other we had real and invisible chains, the coercion of force, and the terror of the unseen world." "That's exactly so, Captain! When I was a boy I used to hear the old folks tell what would happen to bad people in another world; about the devil pouring hot lead down people's throats and stirring them up with a pitch-fork; and I used to get so scared that I would be afraid to go to bed at night.

I don't suppose the Indians ever heard of such things, or, if they had, I never heard of them being willing to give away all their lands on earth, and quietly wait for a home in heaven." "But, surely, Robert, you do not think religion has degraded the negro ?" "Oh, I wouldn't say that.

But a man is in a tight fix when he takes his part, like Nat Turner or Denmark Veasy, and is made to fear that he will be hanged in this world and be burned in the next.