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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Westward Ho! by Charles Kingsley: were howling apes! Let them sing to you! I shall go to the white
men, and never sing you to sleep any more; and when the little evil
spirit misses my voice, he will come and tumble you out of your
hammocks, and make you dream of ghosts every night, till you grow
as thin as blow-guns, and as stupid as aye-ayes!"*
* Two-toed sloths.
This terrible counter-threat, in spite of the slight bathos
involved, had its effect; for it appealed to that dread of the
sleep world which is common to all savages: but the conjuror was
ready to outbid the prophetess, and had begun a fresh oration, when
Amyas turned the tide of war. Bursting into a huge laugh at the
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