Our food was coarse corn meal boiled. This was called mush. It was put into a large wooden tray or trough and set down upon the ground. The children we're then called like so many pigs and like so many pigs they would come and devour the mush some with oystershells others with pieces of shingle some with naked hands and none with spoons. He that ate faster got most he that was strongest secured the best place and few left the trough satisfied. How does Douglas's style add to the power of his narrative?