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84 <strong>UNCLE</strong> TOM S <strong>CABIN</strong> I OR,<br />
Tom turned,and walked sorrowfully back<br />
the house. In the court he met littleEva," a<br />
crown of tuberoses on her head,and her eyes<br />
radiant with delight.<br />
"<br />
0, Tom ! here you are. I 'm gladI 've found<br />
you. Papa says you may get out the ponies, take me in my<br />
little new carriage," to<br />
"<br />
"<br />
Prue to death!" said Miss Ophelia,goingon,<br />
catching his hand. " But what 's the matter, with greatstrength detail,into the stv.-y, and<br />
Tom ? look sober."<br />
enlarging shockingparticulars.<br />
I thought itwould come to that șome time,"<br />
" "<br />
I feel bad, Miss Eva," said Tom, sorrowfully.<br />
"<br />
But I '11 get the horses for you."<br />
said St. Clare,going on with his paper.<br />
"<br />
Thought so ! " But do tell me, Tom, what is the matter. I<br />
you going to do anything<br />
saw you talking to cross old Prue."<br />
about it?" said Miss Ophelia. "Haven't you<br />
Tom, in simple,earnest phrase țold Eva the got any selectmen, or anybody țo interfere and<br />
woman's history Ṣhe did not exclaim,or wonder,<br />
look after such matters?"<br />
or weep,<br />
as other children do. Her cheeks "It 's commonly supposed that the property<br />
grew pale, and a deep, earnest shadow passedinterestis a sufficient guard in thesa cases. If<br />
over her eyes. She laid both hands on her '<br />
peoplechoose to ruin their own possessions, I<br />
and sighedheavily.<br />
"<br />
overcast ; he looked annoyed,but suddenlycalling<br />
form of Evange-<br />
up a gay smile,he said,<br />
her large,mysticeyes dilated with "<br />
horror, Come, cousin,don't stand there looking like<br />
and every drop of blood driven from her lips and one of the Fates ; you 've only seen a<br />
peep<br />
jheeks.<br />
through the curtain, a specimenof what is<br />
"Lor bles3 us! Miss Eva's gwine to faint goingon, the world over, in some shape or other.<br />
away ! What got us all țo let her har such If we are to be prying and spyinginto all the<br />
talk ? Her pa '11be rail mad."<br />
dismals of life,we should have no heart to any<br />
" I shan't faint,Dinah," said the child,firmly; thing. 'T is like lookingtoo close into the details<br />
of Dinah's kitchen;" and St. Clare lay<br />
back on the sofa,and busied himself with his<br />
'em saying that the flieshad got to her," and<br />
she 's dead ! ' '<br />
Dinah held up<br />
her hands, and, turning, close by her side the spirit-like line,<br />
" and why should n't I hear it? It an't so much<br />
for me to hear it,as for poor Prue to suffer it."<br />
jmt sokes ! it is n't for sweet, delicate young<br />
{<br />
ladies,like you,<br />
yer storiesisn't;it's<br />
kill 'em !'1<br />
paper.<br />
Miss Ophelia sat down, and pulledout her<br />
enough to<br />
knitting-work, and sat there grim with indignation.<br />
Eva sighedagain, and walked up stairswith a<br />
She knit and knit,but while she mused<br />
slow and melancholystep.<br />
the fireburned ;<br />
"<br />
at last she broke out<br />
Miss Opheliaanxiously inquired the woman's<br />
" I tell you, Augustine, I can't get over things<br />
story. Dinah gave a very garrulousversion of it, so, if you can. It 's a perfect abomination for<br />
to which Tom added the particulars which he had you to defend such a that 's system," my<br />
drawn from her that morning.<br />
mind!"<br />
"An abominable business," peifectly hcrri<br />
ble!" she exclaimed,as she entered the room<br />
where St. Clare layreadinghis paper.<br />
"Pray, what iniquity has turned up now?"<br />
said he.<br />
"<br />
What now? why, those folks have whipped<br />
don't know what 's to be done. It seems the<br />
poor creature was a thief and a drunkard ; and<br />
so there won't be much hope to getup sympathy<br />
for her."<br />
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CHAPTER XIX.<br />
perfectly outrageous, it ishorrid,Augustine<br />
" It is<br />
miss Ophelia's experiences and opinions, continued.<br />
! It will certainly bringdown<br />
upon you."<br />
vengeance<br />
"<br />
My dear cousin,I didn't do it,and I can't<br />
"<br />
Tom, you need n't getme the horses. I don't help it ; I would, if I could. If low-minded,<br />
want to go," she said.<br />
brutal people will act like themselves,what ami<br />
"<br />
Why not, Miss Eva?"<br />
to do? They have absolute control ; theyare irresponsib<br />
"<br />
These thingssink into my heart Țom," said<br />
despots. There would be no use in<br />
Eva,"<br />
repeated, interfering ; there is no law that amounts to anything<br />
"<br />
they sink int"" my heart,"she<br />
earnestly.<br />
I practically, for such a case. The best we<br />
don't want to go ;" and she turned<br />
from Tom, and went into the house.<br />
can do is to shut our<br />
eyes and ears, and let it<br />
A few daysafter,another woman came, in old alone. It 's the onlyresource left us."<br />
Prue's place țo bring the rusks ; Miss Ophelia<br />
your eyes and ears? How<br />
"<br />
How can you shut<br />
was in the kitchen.<br />
can you let such thingsalone?"<br />
My dear child,what do you<br />
"<br />
Lor !" said Dinah, " what 's gotPrue !"<br />
" Here<br />
expect?<br />
"<br />
Prue isn't comingany more," said the woman,<br />
is a whole class, debased,uneducated, indolent,<br />
mysteriously.<br />
provoking, put, without any sort of terms<br />
" not?" " said Dinah. She an'tdead,is or conditions,entirely into the hands of such<br />
she?"<br />
" We does n't exactlyknow. She 's down cellar,"<br />
who have neither consideration nor self-control,<br />
Why<br />
people majority in people<br />
said the woman, glancing at Miss Ophelia. who haven't even an enlightened regard to their<br />
After Miss Ophelia had taken the rusks,Dinah own interest, for tnat 's the case with the<br />
followed the woman to the door.<br />
largesthalf of mankind. Of course, in a community<br />
"<br />
What has gotPrue, anyhow ?" she said.<br />
so organized, what can a man of honorable<br />
The woman seemed desirous, yetreluctant, to and humane feelingsdo,but shut his eyes all he<br />
speak, and answered, in a can, and harden his heart? I can't<br />
"<br />
Well, you<br />
mustn't she poor wretch I see. I can't turn<br />
low, mysterioustone.<br />
tell nobody..Prue,<br />
buy every<br />
knight-errant,<br />
got drunk agin, and theyhad her down cellar, and undertake to redress every individual case of<br />
thar they left her all day," and I hearn<br />
wrong in such a cityas this. The most I can do<br />
is to try and keep out of the way of it."<br />
St. Clare's fine countenance was for a moment