Now this HOLLINS was greatly esteemed of the South, howbeit he was held of but little worth in the North, since they who made songs and jokes for the papers had aforetime laughed him to scorn.
For it had come to pass that sundry niggers, the children of Ham, with others of the heathen, walking in darkness, had built unto themselves shanties of sticks and mud, and dwellings of palm-leaves, and given unto the place a name; even Greytown called they it;
And, waxing saucy, had reviled the powers that be, and chosen unto themselves a king, wearing pantaloons.
And HOLLINS said unto himself, 'Lo! here is glory!
'Verily here be niggers who are not men of war, strength is not in them, and their habitations are as naught.'
So he went against them with cannon and sailors, men of war and horse-marines, and made war upon the children of Ham,
Bombarding their town from the rising of the sun even unto the going down of the same—there was not left one old woman there, no, not one.
Now when the men of the South, and they which dwell in the isles of the sea, with those of the uplands,
Heard that HOLLINS had battered down the cabins of the niggers and slain their hens,
Then they said, 'This is a great man, and no abolitionist.'