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“I’ve always had a prejudice against negroes,” said Miss Ophelia, “and it’s a fact, I never could bear to have that child touch me; but, I didn’t think she knew it.” “Trust any child to find that out,” said St. Clare; “there’s no keeping it from them. But I believe that all the trying in the world to benefit a child, and all the substantial favors you can do them, will never excite one emotion of gratitude, while that feeling of repugnance remains in the heart; it’s a queer kind of a fact,- but so it is.” “I don’t know how I can help it,” said Miss Ophelia, “they are disagreeable to me,- this child in particular,- how can I help feeling so?” “Eva does, it seems.” “Well, she’s so loving! After all, though, she’s no more than Christlike,” said Miss Ophelia; “I wish I were like her. She might teach me a lesson.” “It wouldn’t be the first time a little child had been used to instruct an old dis- ciple, if it were so,” said St. Clare. |