UNCLE TOM'S CABIN
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Lie manufacturer,Mr. Wilson,from the time<br />
hath it, " niudi tumbled and down in his and a bowifr<br />
of the entrance of the stranger, had regardedhim George,and a certain confused n"<br />
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tion of maintaining<br />
with an air of disturhed and uneasy curiosity. law and order ; so, as he shambled about,<br />
He seemed to himself to have met and been aconainted<br />
he delivered himself as follows :<br />
with him somewhere,but he could not<br />
're'running away<br />
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Well, George, I s'pose<br />
recollect. Every few moments, when the man<br />
lawful you<br />
master, George" (I don't<br />
spoke, or moved, or smiled, he would start and wonder at at the it)" same time,I'm sorry,<br />
fix his eyes on him, and then suddenlywithdraw George, decidedly think I must say<br />
them, as the bright, eyes met his with such that. it 's George" my duty to tell you so."<br />
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unconcerned coolness. At last,a sudden recollection<br />
Why are you sorry, sir?" said George,<br />
seemed to flash upon him, for he stared at calmly.<br />
the strangerwith such an air of blank amazement<br />
setting yourself<br />
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Why, to see you, as it were,<br />
and alarm, that he walked up to him.<br />
in opposition to the laws of your country."<br />
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Mr. Wilson,I think,"said he,in a tone of "<br />
My country !" said George, with a strong and<br />
recognition extending his hand. "<br />
I beg bitter emphasis; "what country have I,but the<br />
your pardon,I didn't recollect you<br />
before. I<br />
grave ? I wish to God that I was laid<br />
see you remember me, Butler,of Oaklands, there ! ' '<br />
ShelbyCounty."<br />
"Why, George, no won't<br />
unscriptural.George,<br />
do; this<br />
yos yes, sir,"said Mr. Wilson,like way of talkingis wicked "Ye<br />
one speaking a dream.<br />
you 've gota hard master is" fact,he well,<br />
Just then a negro boy entered,and announced "Leconducts himself reprehensibly can't pretend<br />
that Mas'r's room was ready.<br />
to defend him. But<br />
you<br />
know how the<br />
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Jim, see to the trunks,"said the gentleman, angel commanded Hagar to return to her mistress,<br />
negligently ; then addressing himself to Mr.<br />
and submit herself under her hand ; and the<br />
Wilson,he added<br />
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I should like to have a few apostle sent back Onesimus to his master."<br />
moments' conversation with you<br />
on<br />
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business,in Don't quote Bible at me that wTay, Mr. Wilson,"<br />
my room, if you please."<br />
said George, with a flashing eye, "don't!<br />
Mr. Wilson followed him, as one who walks in for my wife is a Christian, and I mean to be,if<br />
his sleep; and theyproceeded to a largeupper ever I get to where I can ; but to quote Bible to<br />
chamber, where a new-made fire was crackling, a fellow in my circumstances,is enough to make<br />
and various servants flyingabout,putting finishing<br />
him give it up altogether Ị appealto God<br />
touches to the arrangements.<br />
Almighty; 'm willing to go with the case to<br />
When all was done,and the servants departed, Him, and ask Him if I do wrong to seek my freedom.<br />
the young man deliberately locked the door,and<br />
putting the key in his pocket,faced about,and "These feelings are quitenatural,George,"<br />
folding his arms on his bosom, looked Mr. Wilson, said the good-natured man, blowinghis nose.<br />
fullin the face.<br />
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Yes, they're natural,but it is my dutynot to<br />
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George !" said Mr. Wilson.<br />
"Yes, George," said encourage 'em in you. Yes, my boy, 1 'm sorry<br />
the man.<br />
for now; it's a -bad case very bad; but<br />
couldn't<br />
young<br />
you,<br />
thoughtit !"<br />
the apostlesays, ' Let every<br />
one abide in the corv<br />
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I have<br />
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I am pretty well disguised, I fjincy," said dition in which he is called.' We must all submit<br />
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the young man, with a smile. A littlewalnut' to the indicationsof Providence,George,"<br />
bark has made my yellow skin a genteelbrown, don't you see?"<br />
and I 've dyed my<br />
hair black ; so you see I don't George stood with his head drawn back, hi<br />
answer to the advertisement at all."<br />
arms folded tightly breast,and *<br />
"0, George ! but this is a dangerousgame you bittersmile curling his lips.<br />
are playing. I could not have advised* you to<br />
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I wofider,Mr. AVilson,if the Indians shouM<br />
it."<br />
come and take you a prisoner away from your<br />
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I can do it on my own responsibility," said wife and children,and want to keep you all your<br />
George, with the same proudsmile.<br />
life hoeing corn for them, if you 'd think it<br />
We remark, en, passant țhat Georgewas, by your duty to abide in the condition in which you<br />
his father's side,of white descent. His mother were called. I rather think that you 'd think the<br />
was one of those unfortunates of her race, marked first stray horse you could find an indicationof<br />
out by personalbeauty to be the slave of the passions<br />
Providence n't you ?"<br />
of her possessor, and the mother of children 'itThe* littleold gentleman stared with both eyes,<br />
who may<br />
never know a father. From one of the at this illustrationof the case ; but,though not<br />
proudest families in Kentuckyhe had inherited a much of a reasoner, he had the sense in which<br />
set of fine Europeanfeatures,and a high, indomitable<br />
some logicians particular subjectdo not<br />
spirit.From his mother he had received<br />
that of excel," sayingnothing, where nothing<br />
only a slightmulatto tinge,amply compensated could be said. So, as he stood carefully stroking<br />
by its accompanyingrich,dark eye. A slighthis umbrella, and folding and pattingdown all<br />
change in the tint of the skin and the color of the creases in it,he proceededon with his exhortations<br />
his hair had metamorphosedhim into the Spanishlooking<br />
in a generalway.<br />
fellow he.then appeared; and as gracefulness<br />
" You see, George, you know, now, I always<br />
of movement and gentlemanly have stood your friend ; and whatever I 've said,<br />
always been perfectly natural to him, he found I 've said for your good. Now, here,it seems to<br />
no difficulty in playingthe bold part he had me, you 're runningan awful risk. You can't<br />
adopted of a gentlemantravelling with hope to carry<br />
it out. If you 're taken, it will be<br />
his domestic.<br />
worse with you than ever ; they '11 only abuso<br />
Mr. Wilson, a good-naturedbut extremelyou, you, and sell you<br />
down river."<br />
fidgetyand cautious old gentleman,ambled up "Mr. Wilson,I know all this,"said George.<br />
and down the room, appearing,as John Bunyan "I do run a risk,but<br />
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he threw open his<br />
overcoat, and showed two pistols