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married me. It is but lately that he died; and I was coming up to Kentucky, to see if I could find and redeem my brother.” “I have heard him speak of a sister Emily, that was sold South,” said George. “Yes, indeed! I am the one,” said Madame de Thoux,- “tell me what sort of a-” “A very fine young man, said George, ”notwithstanding the curse of slavery that lay on him. He sustained a first-rate character, both for intelligence and princi- ple. I know, you see," he said; “because he married in our family.” “What sort of a girl?” said Madame de Thoux, eagerly. “A treasure,” said George; “a beautiful, intelligent, amiable girl. Very pious. My mother had brought her up, and trained her as carefully, almost, as a daughter. She could read and write, embroider and sew, beautifully; and was a beautiful singer.” “Was she born in your house?” said Madame de Thoux. “No. Father bought her once, in one of his trips to New Orleans, and brought her up as a present to mother. She was about eight or nine years old, then. Father would never tell mother what he gave for her; but, the other day, in looking over his old papers, we came across the bill of sale. He paid an extravagant sum for her, to be sure. I suppose, on account of her extraordinary beauty.” George sat with his back to Cassy, and did not see the absorbed expression of her countenance, as he was giving these details. |