Wlliam Gilmore Simms
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Novel (Romance) | Redfield | 1854
Transcription 176 SOUTHWARD HO!
too quick, we believe it's a quickness pretty much on the right
side. I'm a-thinking there's no chance for us in the eend, unless
we cut loose from the whole Yankee consarn. Old Isaac Cop-
pidge, one of my neighbors, he said more than twenty years ago,
when you was for Nullifying�that you would do right to break
up the Union, you South-Carolinians�that the Union was jest
a sort of Union between a mighty fat frog and a hungry black-
snake -- that the fat frog was the South, and the hungry snake
the North. And, says he, it's because the frog is so big and so
fat, that the snake kaint swallow him all at once. But the snake's
got fast hold, and the frog's a-gitting weaker every day�and
every day a little more of him goes down ; when the day comes
that the frog gives up and lies quiet, the snake'll finish him.
That was what old Ike Coppidge used to say, and jest what Ile
says now. As I said, my friend, we don't altogether like your
doings, but there's a many among us, who didn't like 'em in the
Nullification times. But we see that the thing's getting worse,
the frog's gitting lower and lower in the snake's swallow, and
we've liafe a notion that you're pretty nigh to be right efter all.
We'd like you to wait a bit on us ; but of you don't, we'll have
a turn at the pump-handle, whenever there's a fire in your
house. There's mighty few that think with Squire Dickery (or
Dockery), and we'll git right side up before we're swallowed.
I kin tell you that Clingman will distance his man by three thou-
sand votes, or I'm a sinner in mighty great danger.'"
The anecdote brought out one of our passengers from North
Carolina, who had not before spoken. He showed himself
equally jealous of Virginia on one hand, and South Carolina on
the other. The Virginian dashed in ; and in a little while the
conversation became general. But we soon subsided again into
description,
Harper's Ferry disappointed me," said one of the party.
In fact, the traveller wonders at that extravagance of admira-
tion, which, in the case of Mr. Jefferson and others, dilated in
terms of such wonder and admiration, upon the sublimity and
grandeur of a scene, which in no place rises above the pictu-
resque. It is impossible for anybody to identify any spot in
this neighborhood with the scene described by the sage of Mon-
ticello. But Jefferson, though a very great man, in certain re-