|Well, the men gathered around and sympathized with them, and said all sorts of kind things to them, and carried their carpet-bags up the hill for them, and let them lean on them and cry, and told the king all about his brother’s last moments, and the king he told it all over again on his hands to the duke, and both of them took on about that dead tanner like they’d lost the twelve disciples. Well, if ever I struck anything like it, I’m a nigger. It was enough to make a body ashamed of the human race.||
Well, the men gathered around and sympathized with them, saying all sorts
of kind words and letting them cry on them. The men carried the carpetbags
up the hill and told the king all about his brother’s last moments. The king
repeated it to the duke using his hands. Both of them cried and cried over
that dead tanner as if they’d just lost the
the twelve students of Jesus in the New Testamenttwelve disciples . Well, call me a n----- if I’ve ever seen anything like it. It was enough to make you ashamed of the whole human race.