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Novel (Romance) | Redfield | 1854
Transcription CHAPTER VII.

" Ole Baginny nebber tire."
AEthiopic Muse.

WE are now off the capes of Virginia, and you begin to smell
the juleps. When the winds are fair, they impregnate the at-
mosphere�gratefully I must confess�full forty miles at sea,
even as the Mississippi gives its color to the Gulf, the same
distance from the Balize. Should your vessel be becalmed along
the coast, as mine has been frequently, you will be compensated by
the grateful odor, morning and evening, as from gardens where
mint and tobacco grow together in most intimate communion.
The Virginian has always been a good liver. He unites the
contradictory qualities which distinguished the English squire
when he drew sword for the Stuarts. He has been freed from
the brutal excesses which debased the character of his ancestor
as described by Macaulay ; but he has lost none of the generous
virtues, which, in the same pages, did honor to the same charac-
ter. He has all the loyalty and faith of the past he still be-
lieves in the antique charms of his home and parish. He is
brave and hardy, though indolent, and has a martial swagger
peculiarly his own, which gives an easy grace to his courage
while taking nothing from what is wholesome in his social de-
meanor.
The Virginian is a lounger. He will sleep for days and
weeks, but only to start into the most energetic and performing
life. See him as he drowses at ease in the shade of his piazza,
his legs over the balustrade ; observe him as he dawdles at the
tavern, in a like attitude, with a sympathetic crowd of idlers
around him. There he sits, as you perceive, in a ricketty chair,
of domestic fashion, the seat of which is untanned bull's hide
his head thrown back, his heels in the air over an empty barrel,
a huge plantation cigar protruded from his left cheek, and a pint
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