'"
"I know, sir, that a mob of Hanoverians and Hessians, whom the Americans
could not drive out, evacuated New York, in consequence of a treaty of
peace. If your general, as you call him, Washington, had the bad taste
to play his ugly tune after them, it was just what might be expected
from such a quarter."
"My history," said Tryphosa, "says that the American army was driven out
of Canada by a few regulars and some French-Canadians at the same time."
"Brayvo, Phosy!" cried Timotheus.
"I assert now, as I have asserted before," continued Corporal Rigby,
"that the British army never has been defeated, and never can be
defeated. I belong to the British army, and know whereof I speak."
"Were you in the American war, Mr. Pawkins?" asked Tryphena.
"Yaas, I was thar, like the consterble, in the haouse hold trooeps. When
they come araound a draaftin', I skit aout to Kennidy. I've only got one
thing agin the war, and that is makin' every common nigger so sassy he
thinks he's the ekal of a white man. Soon's I think of that, the war
makes me sick."
"It is the boast of our Empire," remarked the pensioner, grandly, "that
wherever its flag floats, the slave is free.
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