UNCLE TOM'S CABIN
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will<br />
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justthat<br />
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nature,an idea of the dignity and worth of the gang of seven hundred,whom I could not know<br />
meanest human soul. I have looked in her face personally, any individual interest in,<br />
with solemn awe, when she would pointup to the bought and driven,housed,fed,worked like so<br />
LIFE AMONG THE LOWLY.<br />
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' I was a littlefellow then,but I had the same stars in the evening, say tc me ' See there,<br />
1 we that I have now for all kinds of human Auguste ! the poorest, soul on our place<br />
things,<br />
a kind of passion for the studyof humanity,<br />
will be living, when all these stars are<br />
gone forever,<br />
come in what shape it would. I was<br />
live as longas God lives !'<br />
found in the cabins and among the field-handsa<br />
paintings ; one, in particular,<br />
"<br />
She had some fine old<br />
greatc'eal,and, of course, was a greatfavorite; of Jesus healinga blind man. They were<br />
and all sorts of complaiuts grievances very fine,and used to impressme strongly. ' See<br />
breathed in my<br />
ear ; and I told them to mother, there,Auguste,' say ; ' the blind man<br />
and wo, between us, formed a sort of committee was a beggar,poor and loathsome ; therefore,he<br />
for a rodress of grievances Ẉe hindered and would not heal him afaroff ! He called him to<br />
repressed a great deal of cruelty, and congratulatedhim, puthis hands on him ! Remember this,<br />
ourselveson doinga vast deal of good,till, as often my boy.' If I had lived to grow up<br />
under her<br />
happens,my zeal overacted. Stubbs complainedcare, mighthave stimulated me to I know not<br />
to my<br />
father that he could n"t manage the hands, what of enthusiasm. I might have been a saint,<br />
and must resign his position.Father was a fond,<br />
but,alas ! alas ! I went from<br />
reformer,martyr,"<br />
indulgent husband, but a man that never flinched her when I was onlythirteen, and I never saw her<br />
from anythingthat he thought necessary ; and so again !"<br />
he put down his foot,like a rock, between us and St. Clare rested his head on his hands, and did<br />
the field-hands. lie told my mother, in languagenot speak for some minutes. After a while,ho<br />
perfectly respectful and deferential, but quiteexplicit<br />
looked up, and went on :<br />
that over the house-servants she should be<br />
poor,<br />
mean trash this whole business<br />
"<br />
What<br />
entire mistress,but that with the field-hands he of human virtue is ! A.mere matter, for the most<br />
could allow no interference. He revered and respectedpart,<br />
of latitude and longitude, geographical<br />
her above all livingbeings; but he would position, acting with natural temperament. The<br />
have said it all the same to the VirginMary herself,'<br />
greaterpart is nothing but an accident ! Your<br />
if she had come in the way of his system. father,for exampleșettlesin Vermont, in a town<br />
reasoning<br />
where all are, in fact,free and equal; becomes a-<br />
"<br />
I used sometimes to hear my mother<br />
cases with him, endeavoring excite his regularchurch member and deacon,and in duo<br />
sympathies ḷie would listen to the most pathetictime joinsan Abolitionsociety, and t!;inksus all<br />
appeals with the most discouraging politeness and littlebetter than heathens. Yet he is,for all the<br />
equanimity. ' It all resolvesitselfinto this,'he world,in constitutionand habit,a duplicate of<br />
would<br />
'<br />
say ; must I part with Stubbs,or keep my father. I can see it leakingout in fiftydifferent<br />
him ? Stubbs is the soul of punctuality, honesty, ways,<br />
same strong,overbearing,<br />
and efficiency, thoroughbusiness hand,and dominant spirit Ỵou know very well how iaipossibleit<br />
as humane as the generalrun. We can't have<br />
is to persuade some of the folks in your<br />
perfection ; and if I keephim, I must sustain his village that SquireSinclair does not feel above<br />
administration as a whole,even if there are, now them. The fact is,thoughlie has fallenon democratic<br />
and then,things that are exceptionable. All government<br />
times,and embraced a democratic theory,<br />
include some necessary hardness. General<br />
he is to the heart an aristocrat, as much as<br />
my<br />
rules will bear hard on particular cases.' father,who ruled over five or six hundred slaves."<br />
This last maxim my father seemed to consider a Miss Opheliafelt rather disposedto cavil at<br />
settlerin most allegedcases of crueltyẠfter he this picture, laying down her knitting<br />
had said that,he commonly drew up his feet on to begin,but St. Clare stopped her.<br />
the sofa,like a man that has disposed of a. business,<br />
"<br />
Now, I know word you<br />
are going to<br />
every<br />
and betook himself to a or<br />
nap, the newspaper,<br />
say. I do not say theywere alike,in fact. One<br />
as the case might be.<br />
fellinto a conditionwhere everything against<br />
the natural tendency, the other where everything<br />
" The fact is, my lather showed the exact sort<br />
of talent for a statesman. He could have divided acted for it ; and so one turned out a pretty<br />
Poland as easily<br />
or<br />
orange,<br />
trod on Ireland wilful,stout,overbearing democrat, and the<br />
as quietly systematically as<br />
any man living. other a wilful ștout old despot. If both had<br />
At last my mother gave up, in despair Ịt never owned plantations in Louisiana,they would have<br />
will be known, till the last account, what noble been as two old bullets cast in the same mould."<br />
and sensitivenatures like hers have<br />
"<br />
felt,cast, What an undutiful are<br />
boyyou<br />
!*'said Miss<br />
utterlyhelpless, into what seems to them an abyssOphelia.<br />
of injustice and cruelty, and which seems so to<br />
" I don't mean them any disrespect," said St.<br />
nobodyabout them. It has been an<br />
age of long Clare. " You know reverence is not my forte.<br />
sorrow of such natures,in such a hell-begotten But, to go back to my history :<br />
sort of world as ours. What remained for "<br />
her, When father died,he left the whole property<br />
but to train her children in her own views and to us twin boys țo be divided as we should agree.<br />
sentiments? Well, after all you say about training,<br />
There does not breathe on God's earth a noblersouled,more<br />
generous fellow țhan Alfred,in all<br />
childrenwill grow up substantially what they<br />
are by nature, and onlythat. From the cradle, that concerns his equals; and we<br />
got on admirably<br />
Alfred was an aristocrat ; and as he grew up, instinctively,<br />
with this propertyquestion, without a singleunbrotherly<br />
feelingẈe undertook to work<br />
all his sympathiesand all his reasonings<br />
were in thatline,and allmother's exhortations the plantation together; and Alfred, whose outr<br />
went to the winds. As to me, theysunk deep ward lifeand capabilities had double the strength<br />
into me. She never contradicted, in form, anything<br />
of mine, became an enthusiastic planter, a<br />
that my father said,or seemed directlyto wonderfully successful one.<br />
differfrom him ; but she impressed,burnt into my<br />
years' trialsatisfiedmd that I could<br />
"<br />
But two<br />
very soul,with all the force of her deep, earnest not be a partner in that matter. To have a great