UNCLE TOM'S CABIN
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168 KEY TO <strong>UNCLE</strong> TOM S <strong>CABIN</strong>.<br />
Jenny<br />
Lind Goldschmidt.<br />
Some of the ladies who listenedto this<br />
demption of the remainingtwo of her<br />
family was soon on foot. It may<br />
be in-<br />
to know that the subscription list<br />
was headed by the lovelyand benevolent<br />
Pray :ay for lor you! /" she sne said,earnestly.<br />
teresting<br />
can't helpit." She<br />
"<br />
" "<br />
touchingstorywere so much interestedin<br />
Mrs. Edmondson personally, theywished to The<br />
have her daguerreotype ; both that all those friends, in different parts of<br />
theymightbe strengthened refreshed<br />
by the sightof her placidcountenance, and the redemption of these children,<br />
thattheymight see the beautyof true goodness<br />
are at last free !<br />
beamingthere.<br />
She accordingly went to the rooms with<br />
them,with all the simplicity of a littlechild. to them :<br />
"<br />
0," said she,to one of the ladies, "you<br />
can't think how happy it's made me to I have seen the Edmondson parents, Paul and<br />
get his wife Milly.<br />
here,where everybodyis so kind to me !<br />
free Edmondsons,<br />
daughter, the<br />
Why, last night, when I went home, I was so after the great era of freelifecommenced,while<br />
happy I could n't sleep. I had to go and yet the inspiration<br />
tell my<br />
happy I was."<br />
A<br />
Saviour, over and over again,how<br />
ladyspoketo her about readingsomething.<br />
"<br />
Law bless you, honey ! I can't<br />
read a letter."<br />
"Then," said another lady, "how have<br />
you learned so much of God, and heavenly<br />
things?"<br />
"<br />
Well,'pears like a giftfrom above."<br />
"<br />
Can you have the Bible read to you ? "<br />
but<br />
"<br />
Why, yes ; Paul, he reads a little,<br />
then he has so much work all day, and<br />
when he gets home at nighthe's so tired !<br />
and his eyes<br />
is bad. But then the Sperit<br />
teaches us."<br />
"<br />
Do you go much to meeting?"<br />
"<br />
Not much now, we live so far. In<br />
"<br />
Indeed I shall,<br />
then,raising<br />
her finger, said,in an emphatic<br />
tone, peculiar to the<br />
"<br />
old of her race, Tell<br />
you what ! we never gets no good bread<br />
ourselves till we beginsto ask for out<br />
brethren."<br />
writer takes this opportunity to inform<br />
the country,who generously contributed for<br />
that they<br />
The followingextract from the letter<br />
of a ladyin Washington may be interesting<br />
very day<br />
was on them, while the<br />
mother's face was all lightand love,the father's<br />
eyes moistened and glistening with tears, the<br />
son calm in conscious manhood and responsibility,<br />
the daughter(not more than fifteen years ola,<br />
I think)smiling a delightful appreciation of joy<br />
in the present and hope in the futurețhus suddenly<br />
and completely unfolded.<br />
Thus have we finishedthe account of one<br />
of the families who were taken on board the<br />
Pearl. We have another history<br />
give,<br />
to which we cannot promiseso fortunatea<br />
termination.<br />
Among<br />
CHAPTER<br />
up, bottle it up ! ' 0,1 often tell my children,<br />
church ; but her heart yearnedafter hei<br />
'<br />
Bottle it up, bottleit up<br />
! ' "<br />
widowed mother and after freedom,and so,<br />
When the writer came to partwith the on the fatal night when all the other poor<br />
"<br />
old ladyșhe said to her : Well,good-by, victims sough the Pearl țhe child Emily<br />
my dear friend; remember and pray for<br />
me."<br />
VII.<br />
those unfortunates guiltyof loving<br />
freedom too well,was a beautiful young<br />
winter I can't never. But, 0 ! what meetings<br />
quadroongirl,named EmilyRussell,whose<br />
I have had,alone in the corner,<br />
"<br />
my<br />
mother is now livingin New York. The<br />
Saviour and onlyme!" The smile with writer has seen and conversed with her. She<br />
which these words were spoken was a thingis a piouswoman, highlyesteemed and re-<br />
to be remembered. A littlegirl,daughter<br />
a member of a Christian church.<br />
of one of the ladies, made some rather By the availsof her own industry she pur-<br />
severe remarks about somebodyin the daguerreotype<br />
her freedom,and also redeemed from<br />
rooms, and her mother checked bondage some of her children. Emilywas a<br />
her.<br />
residentof Washington, D. C.,a placewhich<br />
The old ladylooked up, with her placidbelongs not to any state,but to the United<br />
smile. " That puts me in mind,"she said, States ; and there, under the laws of the<br />
"<br />
of what I heard a preachersay once. United Statesșhe was held as a slave. She<br />
'<br />
My friends,' says he, ' if you<br />
know of anything<br />
was of a gentledisposition and amiable manners;<br />
that will make a brother's heart glad; she had been early touched with a sense<br />
run quick and tell it ; but if it is something<br />
of religious things, and was on the very<br />
that will only cause a bottle it point of unitingherself with sigh,' a Christian<br />
spected,<br />
chased<br />
went also among them.<br />
How theywere taken has already been