The Octoroon; or, Life in Louisiana. A Play in Five acts

George. What's the matter, Pete. Pete. It's dem black trash, Mas'r George; dis ere property wants claring; dem's getting too numerous round; when I gets time I'll kill some on 'em, sure! George. They don't seem to be scared by the threat. Pete. Top, you varmin! top till I get enough of you in one place! George. Were they all born on this estate?