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34 <strong>UNCLE</strong> TOM S <strong>CABIN</strong> .' OR,<br />
trine. If I had slaves (as I hope I never shall A temporary bed was providedfor her on the set<br />
have) ,<br />
I 'd risk their wanting to run away from tie,near the fire ; and, after a short time,she fell<br />
me, or you either,John. I tell you folksdon't into a heavyslumber, with the child,who seemed<br />
run<br />
away when they are happy ; and when they no less weary, soundlysleeping on her arm<br />
do run, poor creatures ! they suffer ; for<br />
enough with the mother resisted, with nervous anxiety țhe<br />
cold and hunger and fear,without everybody's kindest attempts to take him from her ; and, even<br />
turningagains them ; and, law or no law, I<br />
never will șo helpmo God !"<br />
"Mary! Mary! My dear,let me reason with<br />
you."<br />
"I hate John,"<br />
reasoning, especially reasoning<br />
on such subjects.There 's a<br />
way you political<br />
plainrightthing; and you don't believe it your-<br />
folks have of cominground and round a<br />
; but Mrs. Bird busied herselfwith her knitting-work,<br />
when it comes<br />
selves,<br />
and Mr. Bird pretendedto<br />
to practice.I know you the paper.<br />
be reading<br />
"<br />
I wonder who and what she is!" said Mr<br />
well enough, John. You don't believe it 's right<br />
any more than I do ; and you would n't do it any<br />
sooner than I."<br />
At this criticaljuncture,old Cudjoe țhe black<br />
man-of-all-work, put his head in at the door,and<br />
wished " Missis would come into the kitchen;" silence over his newspaper.<br />
and our "<br />
senator,tolerablyrelieved, looked afterhis Well,dear !"<br />
littlewife with a whimsical mixture of amusement<br />
and vexation,and,seatinghimself in the armchair,<br />
beganto read the<br />
papers.<br />
After a moment, his wife's voice was heard at<br />
the door,in a quick, earnest tone," "John!<br />
John ! I do wisii you 'd come here a moment."<br />
He laid down his paper, and went into the<br />
kitchen,and started,quiteamazed .at the sight<br />
that presenteditself:" A young and slender<br />
in sleep, her arm encircledhim with an unrelaxing<br />
clasp,as if she could not even then be beguiled of<br />
her vigilant hold.<br />
Mr. and Mrs. Bird had gone back to the parlor,<br />
where,strange as it may appear, no reference waa<br />
made, on either side,to the preceding conversation<br />
Bird,at last,as<br />
he laid it down.<br />
"<br />
When she wakes up and feels a littlerested<br />
we will see," said Mrs. Bird.<br />
"<br />
I say, wife !" said Mr. Bird,after musingin<br />
"<br />
She could n't wear one of your gowns, could<br />
she,by any letting down, or such matter? She<br />
seems to be rather larger than you are."<br />
woman, with garments torn and frozen, with one<br />
shoe gone, and the stocking torn away from the<br />
my afternoon's nap ; you might as well give her<br />
cut and bleedingfoot,was laid back in a deadly<br />
she needs clothes."<br />
that,"<br />
swoon upon two chairs. There was the impress At this instant, Dinah looked in to say that the<br />
of the despised race on her face,yet none could woman was awake, and wanted to'see Missis.<br />
helpfeeling itsmournful andpatheticbeauty, while Mr. and Mrs. Bird went into the kitchen,followed<br />
"<br />
Sure,now, ifshe an't a sigh to behold !" said<br />
old Dinah, compassionately;<br />
"pearslike 'twas woman ! ' '<br />
the heat that made her faint. She was tol'able A long-drawn,shivering sigh was the onlyanswer;<br />
peart when she cum in, and asked if she could n't<br />
but she lifted her dark eyes,<br />
and fixed them<br />
warm herself here a spell ; and I was justa askin' on her with such a forlorn and imploring expression,<br />
her where she cum from, and she fainted right that the tears came into the littlewoman's<br />
down. Never done much hard work, guess, by eyes.<br />
the looks of her hands."<br />
"You needn't be afraid of anything;we are<br />
"<br />
Poor creature !" said Mrs. Bird,compassionately,<br />
friends here, poor woman ! Tell me where<br />
as the woman slowly unclosed her large, came from, and what you want," said she.<br />
you<br />
dark eyes, and looked vacantlyat her. Suddenly<br />
from Kentucky," said the woman.<br />
"<br />
I came<br />
an expression of agony crossed her face,and she<br />
the interrogatory.<br />
"<br />
When?" said Mr. Bird,takingup<br />
sprang up, sayiug, " 0, my Harry ! Have they<br />
gothim ?"<br />
"<br />
To-night."<br />
The boy.at this,jumped from Cudjoe'sknee,<br />
"<br />
How did you come ?"<br />
and, runningto her side,put up<br />
his arms. "0,<br />
"<br />
I crossed on the ice."<br />
he 's here ! he 's here !" she exclaimed.<br />
"<br />
Crossed on the ice !" said every<br />
one present.<br />
"<br />
Yes,"said the woman, slowly, " I did. God<br />
"<br />
0, ma'am !" said she,wildlyțo Mrs. Bird,<br />
''<br />
do protect us ! don't let them gethim !" helpingme, I crossed on the ice ; for theywere<br />
"<br />
Nobody shall hurt you lijree, poor woman," behind me there was no<br />
said Mrs.<br />
"<br />
Bird,encouragingly. You other way ! ' '<br />
are safe ;<br />
don't be afraid."<br />
"<br />
Law, Missis," said Cudjoe, " the ice is all<br />
"<br />
God bless you!" said the woman, coveringin broken-upblocks,a swinging and a tetering up<br />
her face and sobbing; while the littleboy,seeingand down in the water !"<br />
her crying, get into her lap.<br />
know it!" saidshe,wildly ,<br />
"<br />
I know it was<br />
With many gentle and womanly offices, which<br />
"<br />
but I did it ! I would n't have thought I could,<br />
none knew better how to render than Mrs. Bird, did n't think I should get over, but I didn't<br />
""he poor woman was, in time,rendered more calm. care ! I could but die,if I did n't. The Lord<br />
A<br />
quiteperceptible smile glimmeredon Mrs<br />
Bird's face,as she answered, " We '11see."<br />
Another pause, and Mr. Bird ag.m broke out,<br />
"<br />
I say, wife !"<br />
"Well! What now?"<br />
"<br />
Why, there 's that old bonibazin cloak,that<br />
you keep on purpose to put over me when I take<br />
itsstonysharpness, cold,fixed,deathlyaspect, by the two eldest boys, the smaller fry<br />
struck a solemn chill over him. He drew his having,by this time,been safelydisposedof in<br />
breath short,and stood in silence. His Avife, and bed.<br />
theironlycolored domestic,old Aunt- Dinah, were The woman was now sitting up<br />
on the settle, by<br />
busilyengagedin restorativemeasures ; while old the fire. She was lookingsteadily into the blaze,<br />
Cudjoehad got the boy on his knee, and was busy with a calm,heart-broken expression, very different<br />
pullingoffhis shoes and stockings, and chafing his from her former agitated wildness.<br />
littlecold feet.<br />
"<br />
Did you want me?" said Mrs. Bird,in gentle<br />
"<br />
tones. I hope you feel better now, poor