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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

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