. Highways and byways of the South. he townspeople lost their lives and eight werewounded, and one of the marines was killed. Brown was tried for treason, conspiracy, and mur-der. He acknowledged his acts with frankness, de-fended himself with evident sincerity, and bore his 264 Highways and Byways of the South wounds and met his fate with admirable fortitude. Hehad aroused bitter animosity against himself, but hisstoical courage won the applause even of his Brown died, but however mistaken and repre-hensible his course may have been, his soul wentmarching on. To quote the eloquen
. Highways and byways of the South. he townspeople lost their lives and eight werewounded, and one of the marines was killed. Brown was tried for treason, conspiracy, and mur-der. He acknowledged his acts with frankness, de-fended himself with evident sincerity, and bore his 264 Highways and Byways of the South wounds and met his fate with admirable fortitude. Hehad aroused bitter animosity against himself, but hisstoical courage won the applause even of his Brown died, but however mistaken and repre-hensible his course may have been, his soul wentmarching on. To quote the eloquent words of Fred-erick Douglass : Until this blow was struck, the pros-pect for freedom was dim, shadowy, and irrepressible conflict was one of words, votes, andcompromises. When John Brown stretched forth hisarm the sky was cleared — the time for compromisewas gone — the armed hosts of freedom stood face toface over the chasm of a broken Union, and the clashof arms was at hand. XII THE COTTON PATCH IN HARVEST TIME. w HEREVER in the Southyou find cul-tivated fields, you arevery sure to find cot-ton. If we except afew limited districts,there is scarcely a farmlarge or small but thatdevotes a part of theland, and usually alarge part, to this , when I wantedto see cotton-pickingin progress, I had onlyto go South in theearly autumn and stopoff at almost any point I pleased. I selected a placein South Carolina a hundred miles more or less fromCharleston. This place proved, on acquaintance, tobe a scattered, raw, half-wild little town. 265 October in South Carolina 266 Highways and Byways of the South The hamlet had two hotels, and I was told that nomatter which one 1 went to I would wish I had goneto the other. I do not know just how literally thestatement was intended, but certainly a half day at theEagle House convinced me I should have patronizedits rival. It was battered, dingy, and disreputable,the food was poor, and the talk I heard in the officehad m
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