The house negroes of the County considered themselves superior to white trash, and their unconcealed scorn stung him, while their more secure position ...
Slattery hated his neighbors with what little energy he possessed, sensing their contempt beneath their courtesy, and especially did he hate rich folk ...
The sight of Tom Slattery dawdling on his neighbors' porches, begging cotton seed for planting or a side of bacon to tide him over, was a familiar one ...
Tom Slattery owned no slaves, and he and his two oldest boys spasmodically worked their few acres of cotton, while the wife and younger children tende ...
His wife was a snarly-haired woman, sickly and washed-out of appearance, the mother of a brood of sullen and rabbity-looking children�� a brood whic ...