His limbs were well formed, well proportioned and seemed as strong as oak.

His manly appearance always excited interest wherever he was seen.

The doctor's eyes followed him cadaverously.

He went up to the postmaster, a short man with a large head.

The postmaster was president of the band of "Nigger Rulers" of that section.
The doctor said to the postmaster: "I'll be durned if that ain't the finest lookin' darkey I ever put my eye on.