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“I know this yer comes kinder hard, at first, Lucy,” said he; “but such a smart, sensible gal as you are, won’t give way to it. You see it’s necessary, and can’t be helped!” “O! don’t, Mas’r, don’t!” said the woman, with a voice like one that is smoth- ering. “You’re a smart wench, Lucy,” he persisted; “I mean to do well by ye, and get ye a nice place down river; and you’ll soon get another husband,- such a likely gal as you-” “O! Mas’r, if you only won’t talk to me now,” said the woman, in a voice of such quick and living anguish that the trader felt that there was something at pre- sent in the case beyond his style of operation. He got up, and the woman turned away, and buried her head in her cloak. The trader walked up and down for a time, and occasionally stopped and looked at her. “Takes it hard, rather,” he soliloquized, “but quiet, tho’;- let her sweat a while; she’ll come right, by and by!” Tom had watched the whole transaction from first to last, and had a perfect un- derstanding of its results. To him, it looked like something unutterably horrible and cruel, because, poor, ignorant black soul! he had not learned to generalize, and to take enlarged views. If he had only been instructed by certain ministers of Christianity, he might have thought better of it, and seen in it an everyday inci- |
