UNCLE TOM'S CABIN
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16 ryCLE TOM S <strong>CABIN</strong><br />
'" Kind families get in "<br />
debt,and the laws of I declare, my very blood runs cold vhcn J<br />
our countryalien- tnem to sell the child out of its think of it," your condition and your risks!"<br />
mother's bosom to pay<br />
its master's debts,"said said Mr. Wilson.<br />
"<br />
George,bitterly.<br />
Mine has run cold a good many years, Mr.<br />
"<br />
Well,well,?' said the honest old man, fumbling<br />
Wilson ; at present, it 's about up to the boiling<br />
point," said George.<br />
"<br />
Well, my good sir,"continued George, after<br />
in his pocket. " I s'pose,perhaps,I an't<br />
following my judgment," hang it,I won't follow<br />
my judgment!" he added,suddenly; " so here,<br />
a few moments' silence,<br />
" I saw you knew me 1<br />
,<br />
George,"and, takingout a roll of billsfrom his thoughtI 'd justhave this talk witli you, lest your<br />
pocket-book, he offered them to George. surprised looks should bring me out. I leave early<br />
"No, my kind, good sir!" said George, to-morrow morning,before daylight<br />
"<br />
you 'radone a great deal for me, and this ; by to-morrow<br />
might night I hope to sleepsafe in Ohio. I shall travel<br />
get y--; into trouble. I have money enough, I bydaylight, stop at the best hotels, go<br />
hope,to take me as far as I need it." 4<br />
with the lordsof the land. So,goodby,<br />
sir ; if you hear that I 'm taken, you may<br />
"<br />
No<br />
,<br />
you must, George.Money is a<br />
greathelpevery where "<br />
; have too much, know that I 'm dead !"<br />
if you get it honestly Ṭake do take it, George stood it," up like a rock,and put out his<br />
do, my boy!"<br />
hand with the air of a prince.The friendlylittle<br />
now,<br />
"<br />
On condition,sirțhat I may repay it at some<br />
future time,I will,"said Georgețakingup the<br />
money.<br />
" And now, George,how longare you going to<br />
"<br />
"<br />
travel in this way ? longor far,I hope. It 's<br />
well carried on, but too bold. And this black<br />
fellow, who is he ? "<br />
"<br />
A true fellow,who went to Canada more than<br />
a<br />
year ago. He heard,after he got there,that<br />
his master was so angry at him for goingoff that<br />
he had whipped his poor old mother ; and he has<br />
come all the way back to comfort her,and get a<br />
chance to get her away."<br />
"<br />
Has he got her?"<br />
"<br />
Not yet ; he has been hangingabout the last deed of Christian kindness of you."<br />
place,and found no chance yet. Meanwhile,he<br />
"<br />
Well,George."<br />
is goingwith me as far as Ohio,to put me "<br />
among Well, what sir,"<br />
you said was true. I am<br />
friends that helpedhim, and then he will come runninga dreadful risk. There isn't,on earth,a<br />
back after her."<br />
livingsoul to care if I die,"he added,drawinghis<br />
"Dangerous,very dangerous!" said the old breath hard,and speaking a great effjrt,<br />
man.<br />
"<br />
I shall be kicked out and buried like a dog,and<br />
George drew himself up, and smiled disdainfully.<br />
nobody'11 think of it a day after, only my poor<br />
wife! Poor soul ! she '11 mourn and grieve; and<br />
The old gentlemaneyed him from head to foot, if you 'd onlycontrive,Mr. Wilson, to send this<br />
with a sort of innocent wonder.<br />
"<br />
Georgeșomethinghas brought you out wonderfully.<br />
You hold up your head,and speak and<br />
move like another man," said Mr. Wilson.<br />
"Because I'm a freeman!" said George,<br />
proudly. " Yes, sir ; I 've said Mas'r for the last<br />
time to any man. I 'mfree ! ' '<br />
' Take care ! You are not sure,<br />
"<br />
takin."<br />
you may be<br />
"<br />
All men are free and equalin the grave, if it<br />
comes to that,Mr. Wilson," said George.<br />
" I 'm perfectly dumb-foundered with your boldness!"<br />
said Mr. Wilson,"<br />
"<br />
to come righthere<br />
to the nearest tavern !"<br />
"<br />
Mr. Wilson, it is so bold,and this tavern is<br />
so near, that theywill never think of it ; theywill<br />
look for me on ahead,and you yourselfwould n't<br />
know me. Jim's master don't live in this country<br />
Trust in the Lord,George. I wish in my heart<br />
; he isn't known in these parts. Besides,he you were safe that's what I<br />
through,though,"<br />
is givenup ; nobody is looking after him, and do."<br />
nobodywill take me up from the advertisement, I<br />
"<br />
Is there a God to trust in?" said George,in<br />
think." such<br />
-<br />
a tone of bitter despairas arrested the old<br />
"<br />
But the mark in your hand?"<br />
George drew off his glove,and showed a newlyhealed<br />
scar in his hand.<br />
"<br />
That is a partingproofof Mr. Harris' regard,"<br />
he said,scornfully. " A fortnight ago, he<br />
took it into his head to giveit to me, because he<br />
said he believedI should try to get away, one of<br />
these days. Looks interesting, doesn't it?" he<br />
paid,drawing his gloveon again.<br />
to the dinner-tables<br />
old man shook it heartily, and after a littleshower<br />
of caution,he took his umbrella,and fumbled his<br />
way out of the room.<br />
George stood thoughtfully lookingat the door,<br />
as the old man closed it. A thoughtseemed to<br />
flash across his mind. He hastily steppedto it,<br />
and openingit,said,<br />
"<br />
Mr. Wilson, one word more."<br />
The old gentlemanentered again, and George,<br />
as before,locked the door,and then stood for a few<br />
moments lookingon the floor,irresolutely. At<br />
last,raisinghis head with a suddeneffort"<br />
'"<br />
Mr. Wilson, you have shown yourself a Christian<br />
in your treatment of me,<br />
"<br />
want to ask one<br />
littlepin to her. She gave it to me for a Christmas<br />
present,poor child ! Give it to her, and tell<br />
her I loved her to the last. Will you? Will<br />
"<br />
you?" he added,earnestly.<br />
"Yes, certainly poor fellow!" said the old<br />
gentleman țakingthe pin,with wateryeyes, and<br />
a melancholyquiverin his voice.<br />
"<br />
Tell her one thing,"said George; " it 's my<br />
last wish,if she can get to Canada, to go there.<br />
Xo matte:1 how kind her mistress is," no matter<br />
how much she loves her home ; beg her not to go<br />
back," for slaveryalwaysends in misery. Tell<br />
her to bring up<br />
our boy a free man, ami then he<br />
won't suffer as I have. Tell her this,Mr. Wilson,<br />
will you ?"<br />
"<br />
Yes, George, I'll tell her; but I trust you<br />
won't die; take heart," you 're a brave fellow.<br />
"<br />
gentleman's words. 0, I 've seen thingsall my<br />
life that have made me feel that there can't be a<br />
God. You Christiansdon't know how these things<br />
look to us. There 's a God for you,<br />
but is there<br />
"<br />
any for us?"<br />
my boy !" said the old<br />
"<br />
0, now, don't<br />
man, almost sobbingas he spoke; " don't feel so<br />
'<br />
There is" there is ; clouds and darkness are around<br />
about him, but righteousness judgment are