UNCLE TOM'S CABIN

64 UNCLE TOM S CABIN .' OR,
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ready to burst from a cage, with the wild eagerness
make my head ache," said the mother,aftershe
of her delight.
had languidly kissed her.
throwingherself on her neck,and embracing her and mind you don't put on any of your airsto him.
"ver and over again.
He 's worth two such puppies as you."
"That'll take "
do," care,
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child, don't, you Master always will have his joke," said
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0, isn't it beautiful,lovely!my own dear, St. Clare came in,embraced his wife in true,
darling home!" she said to Miss Ophelia. orthodox,husbandlyfashion,and then presented
" Isn't it beautiful?"
to her his cousin. Marie lifted her largeeyes on
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'Tis a prettyplace," said Miss Ophelia, her cousin with an air of some curiosity, and received
she alighted ; " thoughit looks rather old and
her with languidpolitenessẠ crowd of
heathenish to me."
servants now pressed to the entrydoor,and among
Tom got down from the carriage, and looked them a middle-aged woman, of very respectable
about with an air of calm,still enjoyment. The
negro, it must.be appearance, stood foremost, in a tremor
remembered,is an exotic of the of expectation and joy,at the door.
most gorgeous and superbcountries of the world,
!" said Eva, as she flew
"
0, there 's Mammy
and he has, deep in his heart,a passionfor all across the room ; and, throwingherself into her
that is splendid,rich,and fanciful ; a passion arms, she kissed her repeatedly.
which, rudelyindulgedby an untrained taste, This woman did not tell her that she made her
draws on them the ridiculeof the colder and more head ache,but,on the contrary șhe huggedher,
correct white race.
and laughed, criedțillher sanity thing
St. Clare,who was in his heart a poetical to be doubted of; and when released from her, Eva
smiled as Miss Ophelia made her remark flew from one to another,shakinghands and kissing,
on his premises,and,turning to Tom, who was
in a way that Miss Opheli afterwards declared
standinglookinground,his beamingblack face fairlyturned her stomach.
perfectly radiant with admiration,he said,
"Well!" said Miss Ophelia,"you southern
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Tom, my boy,this seems to suit you." children can do somethingthat /could n't."
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Yes,Mas'r, it looks about the
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rightthing," What now, pray ?" said St. Clare.
said Tom.
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Well, I want to be kind to everybody, All this passedin a moment, while trunks were would n't have anything hurt
being hustled ; but as to kissing"
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off,hackman paid, and while a
crowd, of all ages and sizes." men, women, and
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children," came runningthrough the galleries, to.
both above and below,to see
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Mas'r come in.
Niggers,"saidSt.Clare, " that you 'renot up
hey?"
Yes,that 's it. How can she ?"
Foremost among
them was a highly-dressedSt. Clare laughed,as he went
young mulatto man, evidently "
very distingue Halloa,here,what 's to pay
into the passage.
Here,
personage, attired in the ultra extreme of the you Mammy, all" Jimmy,Polly,Sukey" glad to
mode, and gracefullywavinga scented cambric see Mas'r?" he said,as he went shaking hands
handkerchief in his "
hand.
from one to another. Look out for the babies !"
This personage had been exertinghimself,with he added,as he stumbled over a sooty littleurchin,
greatalacrity, in driving all the flockof domestics who was crawling upon all fours. "
If I stepupon
to the other end of the veranda.
anybody, let 'em mention it."
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Back ! all of you. I am ashamed of you,"he There was an abundance of laughingand blessing
said,in a tone of authority. " Would you intrude Mas'r,as St. Clare distributed small piecesof
on Master's domestic relations, in the firsthour of changeamong them.
his return ?"
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Come, now, take yourselves off,likegoodboys
All looked abashed at this elegantspeech,delivered
and girls," assemblage,
with quite an air,and stood huddled dark and light,disappearedthrougha door into a
togetherat a respectful distance, except two stout largeveranda,followed by Eva, who carried a
porters, up and beganconveying away largesatchel,which she had been filling with
the baggage.
apples,nuts, candy,ribbons,laces,and toys of
Owing to Mr. Adolph'ssystematic arrangements, every description, duringher whole homeward
when St. Clare turned round from paying the journey.
hackman,there was nobody in view but Mr. Adolph As St. Clare turned to go back,his eye fell upon
himself,conspicuous satin vest, gold guardchain,
Tom, who was standinguneasily, shifting from one
and white pants, and bowingwith inexpressible
foot to the other,while Adolph stood negligently
grace and suavity.
leaningagainstthe banisters,examiningTom
"Ah, Adolph,is it you?" said his master, throughan opera-glass, with an air that would
offering ; " how are you, boy ?" have done credit to any dandyliving.
while Adolph pouredforth,with
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greatfluency, an Puh ! you puppy,"' said his master, striking
extemporaryspeech, which he had been preparing, down the opera-glass ; " is that the way you treat
with greatcare, for a fortnight before.
your company? Seems to me, Dolph," he added,
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Well,well,"said St. Clare,passingon, with layinghis fingeron the elegantfigured satin vest
his usual air of "
negligent drollery, that 's very that Adolph was sporting,
seems to me that 's
well got up, Adolph. See that the baggageis my
well bestowed. I '11 come to the peoplein a minute
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0 ! Master,this vest all stained with wine;
;" and, so saying, he led Miss Ophelia to a of course, a gentleman in Master's standingnever
largeparlorthat openedon to the veranda.
wears a vest like this. I understood I was to take
While this had been passing, Eva had flown like it. It does for a poor nigger-fellow, like me."
a bird,through the porchand parlor, to a little And Adolph tossed his head, and passedhis
boudoir openinglikewise on the veranda.
fingersthroughhis scented hair,with a grace.
A "
tall,dark-eyedșallow woman half rose from So,that 's it,is it?" said St. Clare,carelessly
a couch on which she was reclining.
goingto show this Tom to his
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Well, here,I 'm
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Mamma !" said Eva,in a sort of a rapture, mistress,and then you
take him to the kitchen ;