1 There's two runaways in the swamps.
2 I'd be willing to live in the swamps, and gnaw the bark from trees.
3 Down in the darkest swamps, their dogs will hunt us out, and find us.
4 Well, one day he knocked down the overseer, and was fairly off into the swamps.
5 Look, how muddy his horse is, flouncing about in the swamp; the dogs, too, look rather crestfallen.
6 We might set them all free, and go somewhere in the swamps, and find an island, and live by ourselves; I've heard of its being done.
7 As Cassy expected, when quite near the verge of the swamps that encircled the plantation, they heard a voice calling to them to stop.
8 He'll muster some of those old overseers on the other plantations, and have a great hunt; and they'll go over every inch of ground in that swamp.
9 I remember father had a man that was so lazy he would run away just to get rid of work, and lie round in the swamps, stealing and doing all sorts of horrid things.
10 That man was caught and whipped, time and again, and it never did him any good; and the last time he crawled off, though he couldn't but just go, and died in the swamp.
11 The next morning, he determined to say nothing, as yet; to assemble a party, from some neighboring plantations, with dogs and guns; to surround the swamp, and go about the hunt systematically.
12 The whole band, with the glare of blazing torches, and whoop, and shout, and savage yell, of man and beast, proceeded down to the swamp, followed, at some distance, by every servant in the house.
13 Emmeline did not faint, and succeeded in plunging, with Cassy, into a part of the labyrinth of swamp, so deep and dark that it was perfectly hopeless for Legree to think of following them, without assistance.
14 The whooping and shouts of their pursuers were still filling the air; and, looking from the sitting-room windows, Cassy and Emmeline could see the troop, with their flambeaux, just dispersing themselves along the edge of the swamp.
15 The letter of Miss Ophelia to Mrs. Shelby had, by some unfortunate accident, been detained, for a month or two, at some remote post-office, before it reached its destination; and, of course, before it was received, Tom was already lost to view among the distant swamps of the Red River.