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Show 58 UNCLI:: i'OM'S CABIN: OR, "No, Chloe; it 's many a hundred miles off," said Mrs. Shelby. Chloe's countenance fell. 11 Never mind; your going there shall bring you nearer, Chloe. Yes, you may go; and your wages shall every cent of them be bid aside for your husband's redemption." As when a bright sunbeam turns a dark cloud to silver, so Chloe's dark face brightened immediately,- it really shone. "Laws! if l\1issis isn't too good! I was thinking of dat ar very thing; cause I shouldn't need no clothes, nor shoes, nor nothin,- I could save every cent. How many weeks is der in a year, Missis?" "Fifty-two," said Mrs. Sbclby. c: Laws! now, dere is?- and four dollars for each on 'em. Why, how much 'd dat ar be 1" "Two hundred and eight dollars," said Mrs. Shelby. "Why-e ! " said Chloe, with an accent of surprise and delight; "and how long would it take me to work it out, ~lissis? '' "Some four or five years, Chloe; but, then, you needn't do it all,- I shall add something to it." "I wouldn't hear to ~fissis' givin lessons nor nothin. M:as'r 's quite right in dat ar ;-'t wouldn't do, no ways. I hope none our family ever be brought to dat ar, while I 's got hands." "Don't fear, Chloe; I'll take care of the honor of the family," said Mrs. Shelby, smiling. "But when do you expect to go 1" "Well, I want spectin nothin ; only Sam, he's a gwinc to de river with some colts, and he said I could go long with him ; so I jes put my things together. If Missis was willin, LIFE AMONG TUE LOWLY. 59 I 'd go with Sam to-morro'v morning, if Missis would write my pass, and write me a commendation." ."Well, Cl>loc, I '11 attend to it, if Mr. Shelby has no ObJeCtiOns. I must speak to him." liirs. Shelby went up st,irs, and Aunt Chloe, delighted went out to her cabin, to make her preparation. ' '' L~w .sakes, l\fas'r George! yo didn't know I 's a gwine to ~UJSvillc to-morrow!" she said to George, as, entering her ~'abm, he found her busy in sorting over her baby's clothes. · I . thought I'd jis look over sis's things, and get 'em straightened up. But I'm gwine, 1\'las'r George,- gwine to have four dollars a week; and Missis is gwinc to lay it all up, to buy back my old man agin!" " \Vhcw ! " said George, " here 's a stroke of business, to be sure! IIow arc you going 1 '' "To-morrow, wid Sam. And now Mas'r G I k, ,... ' eorge, no"s you ll J>S s>t down and write to my old man, and tell lum aU about it,- won't ye?" "To be sure/' said George; "Uncle Tom '11 be right lad ~o hear from us. I 'll go right in the house, for paper :nd mk; and then, you know, Aunt Chloe, I can tell about the new colts and all." "Sartin, sartin, Ma.s'r George; you go 'long and I '11 t yc up a bit o' chicken, or some sich; ye won''t have rna:~ more suppers wid yer poor old aunty." |