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" I<br />

some<br />

and<br />

away<br />

indignantheart ; but, with habitual prudence<br />

and self-control, she mastered herself, and, crushing<br />

tht paper firmly in her hand, she merelysaid<br />

to Rosa<br />

"<br />

Sit down,child,while I go to your mistress."<br />

her feet.<br />

LIFE AMONG THE LOWLY. 121<br />

"<br />

How do you<br />

findyourself, to-day ?" said Miss<br />

Ophelia.<br />

A deep sigh, and a closing of the eyes, was the<br />

onlyrepiy, for a moment ; and then Mario an-<br />

"0, I don't know, cousin; I suppose<br />

swered,<br />

gone, he had moved about in dailydread and<br />

I 'in as wed as I ever shall be !" and Marie wiped trembling, not knowing what might befall him<br />

her eyes with a cambric handkerchief, brdered<br />

with an inch deep of black.<br />

with a short,<br />

" I came," said Miss Ophelia, brother, it was determined to sell the place, and<br />

dry cough șuch as commonly introduces a difficult all the servants,except her own personal property,<br />

subject, "I came to speak with you about poor<br />

Rosa."<br />

and go back to her father's plantation.<br />

Marie's eyes<br />

were<br />

open wide enoughnow, and<br />

to lo<br />

a flush rose to her sallow cheeks, as she answered,<br />

sharply,<br />

"<br />

Well,what about her?"<br />

"<br />

She is very sorry<br />

for her fault."<br />

"<br />

She is,is she ? She '11be sorrier, before I 've<br />

lone with her ? I 've endured that child's impudence<br />

longenough; and now I '11 bring her down,<br />

"<br />

'11make her lie in the dust !"<br />

" But could not you punishher some other<br />

way, way that would be less shameful?"<br />

"<br />

I mean to shame her ; that 's just what I hope of liberty, the thoughtof distant who and<br />

want. She has all her lifepresumedon her delicacy,<br />

children, up before his patientsoul, ad to<br />

and her goodlooks,and her lady-like airsțill the mariner shipwrecked ahnost in portrises the<br />

she forgets ; I '11 giveher one visionof the church-spire and lovingroofs of his<br />

lesson that will bring her down, I fancy !"' native village, over the top of some black<br />

"<br />

But, cousin,consider that, if you destroyAvave onlyfor one last farewell. He drew his<br />

delicacy and a sense of shame in a young girl, arms tightly his bosom,and choked back the<br />

you deprave her very fast."<br />

bitter tears,and tried to pray.<br />

The poor old soul<br />

"Delicacy!" said Marie, with a scornful had such a singular, unaccountable prejudice laugh, "a fine Avord for such as she! I'll favor of liberty, that it was a hard wrench for<br />

teach her,with all her airsțhat she 's no better him ; and the more he said " Thy will be done,"<br />

than the raggedest black wench that walks' the the worst he felt.<br />

streets ! She "11take no more airswith me !" He sought Miss Ophelia,who, ever since Eva'"<br />

"<br />

You will answer to God for such cruelty death,had treated him with marked and respect<br />

said Miss Ophelia,with energy.<br />

fid kindness.<br />

"<br />

Cruelty, I 'd like to know what the cruelty "Miss Feely,"he said, " Mas'r St. Clare<br />

is ! I wrote orders for onlyfifteenlashes,and promised me my freedom. He told me that he<br />

told him to put them on lightly. I 'm sure there 's had begun to take it out for me ; and now, per<br />

no crueltythere !"<br />

haps, if Miss Feely would be good enough to<br />

"<br />

No cruelty!" said Miss Ophelia. " I 'insure speak about it to Missis șhe would feellike goin'<br />

any girlmight rather be killed outright!"<br />

on with it,as it was Mas'r St. Clare's wish."<br />

"<br />

It might seem so to anybodywith your feeling<br />

"<br />

I'll speak for you, Tom, and do my best,"<br />

; but all these creatures get used to it ; it 's said Miss Ophelia; " but,if it depends on Mrs,<br />

the only way theycan be keptin order. Once let St. Clare,I can't hope much for you ; nevertheless,<br />

them feel that they are to take any airs about I will try."<br />

delicacy,and all that,and they '11 run all over This incident occurred a few days after thai<br />

you, just as my sonants alwayshave. I 've begun<br />

of Rosa,while Miss Ophelia was busied in pre-<br />

now to bringthem under ; and I '11 have<br />

them all to know that I '11 send one out to be<br />

whipped as soon as another,if theydon't mind<br />

themselves!" said Marie, lookingaround her<br />

decidedly.<br />

Jane hung her head and cowered at this, for<br />

she felt as if it was particularly directed to her.<br />

Miss Ophelia sat for a moment, as if she had<br />

swallowed some explosivemixture,and were<br />

readyto burst. Then,recollecting<br />

the utter useof<br />

contention with such a nature, she<br />

shut her lipsresolutely, gather"-' 1 herself up, and<br />

walked out of the room.<br />

It was hard to go back and tell Rosa that she<br />

could do nothing for her ; and, shortlyafUsr,one<br />

of the man-servants came to say that her mistress<br />

had ordered him to take Rosa with him to the '<br />

1 ' Shai aeful ! monstrous ! outrageous ' she<br />

!'<br />

said to hsrself, as she was crossing the parlor. whipping-house, whither she was hurried, in<br />

She found Marie sittingup in her easy-chair, spite of her tears and entreaties.<br />

with Mammy standingby her,combing her hair ; A few days after Țom was standingmusingby<br />

Jane sat on the ground before her,busy in chafingthe<br />

balconies, when he was joinedby Adolph,<br />

who, since the death of his master, had been<br />

entirely crest-fallen and disconsolate. Adolph<br />

knew that he had always been an objectof dislike<br />

to Marie ; but while his master lived he had<br />

paidbut littleattention to it. Now that he was<br />

next. Marie had held several consultationswith<br />

her lawyer;aftercommunicatingwith St. Clare's<br />

and these she intended to take with her,<br />

" Do ye know, Tom, that we 've all got<br />

sold?" said Adolph.<br />

"<br />

How did you hear that?" said Tom.<br />

"I hid myself behind the curtainswhen Missis<br />

was talking with the lawyer. In a few days we<br />

shall all be sent off to auction,Tom<br />

"<br />

"<br />

The Lord's will liedone !" said Tom, folding<br />

his arms and sighingheavily.<br />

"<br />

We '11 never get another such a master," said<br />

Adolph,apprehensively ; " but t 'd rather b" sold<br />

than take my chance under Missis."<br />

Tom turned<br />

.<br />

to return<br />

; his heart was full The<br />

north.<br />

within<br />

Seriouslyreflecting herself, she con<br />

sidered that perhap she had shown too hasty a<br />

warmth of languagein her former interview with<br />

Marie ; and she resolved that she would now<br />

parations<br />

endeavor to moderate her zeal,and to be as conciliatory<br />

as possible Ṣo the t^oodsoul gathered<br />

herself up, and taking her knitting, resolved to go<br />

into Marie's room, be as agreeable<br />

as possible,<br />

and negotiate Tom's case with all the diplomatio<br />

skill of which she was mistress.

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