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There was neither light, nor hope, nor desire, in their hard-lined faces, nothing but a flaccid and de- jected helplessness, in lieu of resignation; as if -they 234 3ir WINTER IN CUBA. were conscious that tliey were born into the world for this and nothing else, and blindly accepted their hard lot, without being able to understand it. Even in the little children, this characteristic seemed as perfectly developed as in their elders, oppressing one with a sense of something dolefully amiss and ou...t-of-joint in all the conditions of humanity. Here and there, in strong contrast with these de- pressed and nerveless Africans, a Chinese glowered like a spark of fire amid gray ashes; his usual expression of sullen insubordination being sharpened by the pressure of physical suffering. One of these sat on the edge of his hed^ with a swollen and bandaged limb drawn up beside him — ^the very incarnation of impotent hate and rage. The mayoral laid a firm, detaining grasp on his shoulder, under Avhich I could see the man wince and shiver, while the official told me how he had run away weeks ago, and hidden in the woods, leading a sort of highwayman's life, and baffling all pursuit, until he cut his foot badly on a sharp stone, in jumping a stream ; which wound festered and gangrened, and so disabled him that he could no longer procure food, nor drag his wasted body from one hiding-place to another ; when he was found — half-dead, but still untamed in spirit — and brought back to prison.
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