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Show 236 UNCLE '!OM'S CABIN: OR1 sionully drawing deep sighs, and peeping n.t her from under his dark curls. "Docs Harry know mamma.?" said Eliza, stretching her hands toward him. The child clung shyly to the woman. "Come, Eliza, why do you try to co::tx him, when you know that he has got to be kept away from you? " ''I know it 's foolish," said Eliza; "yet, I can't bear to have him turn away from me. But come,- where 's my cloak 1 Here,- how is it men put on cloaks, George 1 '' "You must wear it so," said her husbnnd, throwing it over his shoulders. ''So, then,'' said Eliza, imitating the motion,-''and I must stamp, and take long steps, and try to look saucy." "Don't exert yourself," said George. "~,here is, now nnd then, a modest young man; and I think it would be easier for you to act tha,t character." ''And these gloves ! mercy upon us ! '' said Eliza; ''why, my hands are lost in them." "I advise you to keep them on pretty strictly," said George. "Your little slender paw might bring us all out. Now, Mrs. Smyth, you arc to go under our charge, and bo our aunty,- you mind." ''I 'vo heard,'' said l\irs. Smyth, ''that there have been men down, warning all the po.cket captains against a mnn and woman, with a little boy." "They have ! " said George. " Well, if wo soc any such people, we c::m tell them." A hack now drove to the door, and the friendly family who had received the fugitives crowded around them with farewell greetings. The disguises the party had assumed were in accordance LIFE AMONG THE LOWLY. 237 with the hints of Tom Loker. Mrs. Smyth, a respectable woman from the settlement in Canada, whither they were fleeing, being fortunately about crossing the lake to return thither, had consented to appear as the aunt of little Harry; and, in order to attach him to her, he had been allowed to remain, the two last days, under her sole charge i and an extra amount of petting, joined to an indefinite amount of seedcakes and candy, had cemented a very close attachment on the part of the young gentleman. Tho hack drove to the wharf. Tho two young men, as they appeared, walked up tho plank into the boat, Eliza gallantly giving her arm to Mrs. Smyth, and George attending to thejr baggage. George was standing at the captain's office, settling for his party, when he overheard two men talking by his side. "I 'vo vmtcbed every one that came on board," said one, ''and I know they 'rc not on this boat.'' The voice was that of the clerk of the boat. The speaker whom he addressed was our sometime friend Marks, who, with that valuablo perseverance which characterized him, had come on to Sandusky, seeking whom he might devour. "You would scarcely know the woman from a white one," said Marks. " Tho man is a very light mulatto; ho has a brand in one of his hands." The hand with which George was taking the tickets and change trembled a little; but he turned coolly around, fixed an unconcerned glance on the £,co of the speaker, and· walked leisurely toward another P"''t of the boat, where Eliza stood waiting for him. Mrs. Smyth, with little Harry, sought the seclusion of the ladies' cabin, where tho dark beauty of tho supposed little girl drew many flattering comments from the passengers. |