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THE TRIAL. AT the immediate time of which we now write, there had been some very aggravated instances of open resistance to the English and American cruisers on the African station by the slavers who thronged the coast, and the home government had sent out orders embracing extraordinary powers, in order that the first cases that might thenceforth come under the cognizance of the court might lead to such summary treatment of the offenders, as to act as an example for the rest, and thus have a most salutary effect upon the people thus engaged. THE TRIAL AT THE IMMEDIATE TIME OF WHICH WE NOW WRITE THERE HAVE BEEN SOME VERY AGGRAVATED INSTANCES OF OPEN RESISTANCE TO THE ENGLISH AND AMERICAN CRUISERS ON THE AFRICAN STATION BY THE SLAVERS WHO THRONGED THE COAST AND THE HOME GOVERNMENT HAD SENT OUT ORDERS EMBRACING EXTRAORDINARY POWERS IN ORDER THAT THE FIRST CASES THAT MIGHT THENCEFORCE COME UNDER THE COGNIZANCE OF THE COURT MIGHT LEAD TO SUCH SUMMARY TREATMENT OF THE OFFENDERS AS TO ACT AS AN EXAMPLE FOR THE REST AND THUS HAVE A MOST SALUTARY EFFECT UPON THE PEOPLE THUS ENGAGED
ce from her hands, where she often hid it. "You have lost one lover?" The girl only answered by a flashing glance of contempt. "How would you like another?" "Who?" she said, sternly. "Me!" answered Captain Bramble. "You!" she said, contemptuously, and with so much expression as to end the conversation. No, he had not rightly understood the Quadroon; it was not wounded pride, that sentiment so easily healed when once bruised in the heart of a woman; it was not that which moved the laughter of the Spanish slaver--it was either love, or something very like it, turned to actual hate, and the native power of her bosom for revenge seemed to be now the food upon which she sustained life itself. Taking her lonely place in the cabin, after the conversation just referred to, she again hid her face in her hands, and remained with her head bowed in her lap for a long, long while, half dreaming, half waking. Poor, untutored, uncivilized child of nature! she was very, very unhappy now. CHAPTER XIII.  CHAPTER THIRTEEN OF THE SEA WITCH THIS IS A LIVERPOX RECORDING ALL LIVERVOX RECORDINGS ARE IN THE PUBLIC DOMAIN FOR MORE INFORMATION OR TO VOLUNTEER PLEASE VISIT LIVERPOX DOT ORG RECORDING BY KAREN SALOME THE SEA WITCH BY MATCHARIN MURRAY BALLU CHAPTER THIRTEEN
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