If you command your staff to have this posted as a
proclamation throughout the island, it will do as much good as a thousand
soldiers. The military officers will not object, they know how big a man
he is, and they have had enough. The news is not good from all over the
island, for there are bad planters and bad overseers, and they've
poisoned large fields of men in many quarters of the island, and things
are wrong.
"But this proclamation will put things right. It will stop the slaves
from revolting; it will squelch the Maroons, and I'm certain sure Calhoun
will have Maroons ready to fight for us, not against us, before this
thing is over. I tell you, your honour, it means the way out--that's
what it means. So, if you'll give me your order, keeping a copy of it
for the provost-marshal, I'll see it's delivered to Dyck Calhoun before
morning--perhaps by midnight. It's not more than a six hours' journey
in the ordinary way."
At that moment an aide-de-camp entered, and with grave face presented to
the governor the last report from the provost-marshal-general. Then he
watched the governor read the report.
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