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How could the rebel states make war , with a population of negroes sure to rise against their masters ? Where should their forces come from ? Faction would soon be put down , and the union be stronger than ever . It was what Averil had been hearing morning , noon , and night , so no wonder she believed it , and was ashamed of a futile girlish fear . And was Henry sure it was a healthy place ? Had she not heard of feverish swamps in Indiana ? Oh yes , in new unsettled places ; but there had hardly been an ailment in the Muller family since they had settled at Massissauga .