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Portrait of James Hopper James Hopper McClure's Magazine, Volume 29, Number 4… (1907)

Ali Baba came in as I was looking. He stopped, legs apart, and looked too. I saw him out of the corner of my eye, and I thought that his uniform, by this time, was really passing the bounds of average decency; his hair, too, had lost its metallic luster, and his freckles seemed washed out. A sort of sullen disappointment suddenly overcame me. "So these are your Forty Thieves," I said perversely, because I felt bad.
"Poor devils," he remarked objectively. "No clothes, no food, no nothing. Poor devils!"
"Can they shoot?" I asked, still mean with disillusion. "The Pulajanes are raiding again."
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Portrait of James Hopper James Hopper McClure's Magazine, Volume 29, Number 4… (1907)

How many men will I have, eh? Under my command; belonging to me? Two hundred? One hundred? Fifty? Let's say forty, for safety. Forty Thieves, and I their Ali Baba! They'll be some kind of niggers, I suppose—Tagalans, Visayogs, Macalabes" (he had the names absurdly mixed) . "I'll train 'em—rule of iron, see? I'll own them, body and soul. And I'll teach them to shoot. I met a lieutenant of cavalry from down there. He tells me none of these people can shoot. I'll teach mine to shoot."
He bounded up, strode the length of the deck, cracking his knuckles.
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Portrait of James Hopper James Hopper McClure's Magazine, Volume 29, Number 4… (1907)

Somehow or other, there in our squalid quarters, with the weight of caste above us, he was the consolation, the poetry, the romance; he opened up horizons; he filled the head of the least imaginative of us with palms and reefs and pearls and gold and richly-woven stuffs, with visions of some sort of adorably free and licentious life (impossible, alas, to the most of us, coffined in our training and heredity) , with a picture of of swaggering, clashing, and splendid Graft. But sometimes, at the bottom of our beings, we felt an envy, a biting regret.
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