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Show 156 Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl. wantoJ to sec their rna, 1ny tear would ilo\v. Old BoLLy ·would oxclai1n, "Lors, chilo! \vhat's you cryiug 'bon t? Don1 young uns vii kill you dead. Don t be so chick'n hearted ! If yon doc , you vil nobbcr git thro' dis wodJ." Good old soul ! She had gone through tho world childlc s. he had never had little ones to clasp their ar1ns round her neck ; she had never seen th eir soft eyes looking into hers; no sweet little Yoiccs l~ad called her 111othcr; she had noYcr pro ·cd her O\Vn 1nfant · to her heart, with the feeling that even in fetters thoro was so1nothing to live for. IIo'v could ·he realize n1y feelings? Detty'.· hu:bauJ lo-rccl children dearly, and wondered \vhy God had denied thcn1 to hi1u. lie expros cd great orrow when he can1c to Detty with the tidin rrs that Ellen had boon taken ont of jail and b carrieJ to Dr. Flint's. She hacl the n1oa 1cs a short tilnc before they carried her to jail, and the dL·oase had loft her eyes affected. Tho doctor had taken her hon1o to attend to thc1n. ltfy chilurcu haJ always Loon afraid of tho doctor and his wjfo. They had HOYer been inRidc of their hou ·c. Poor little Ellen criou all day to be carried back to prison. Tho instinct of . \ J l childhoo<l arc true. he kno\v he \Yas loved in tho - l jail. IIor scroan1 and sobs annoyed l\Irs. Flint. Be-fore night sl1o callecl one of tho f'lavc:, and aid, "IIOI·e, Bill, carry this brat back to tho jail. I can't f-5tand her noise. If she ·would be quiet I ·hould like to k eep tho little 1ninx. She woulcl 1nakc a handy waiting- maicl for n1y daughter by ancl by. But jf she staid here, \vith her w11ite face, I suppose I ·honld. either kill her or spoil her. I hope the doctor will I Months of Peril. 157 sell thc1n as far as "\Vind and "\valor can carry th01n . A for their n1othor, her lady ·hip \Vill find. out yet what she gets by running a·way. She hasn't . o 1nnch feeling for her children as a CO\V bas for it. calf. If she had, she would have co1no hack long ago, to got th01n out of jail, and save all this cxpcn o anJ. trou1Jlc. r.rhc good-£ r-nothing bu.-. ·y! "'\Vhcn she i. caught, . ·he shall stay in jail, in iront;, for one ·ix mouths, and Lhcu be sold to a ·ugar plantation. I ·hall ·co her brolrc in yet. "'\Vhat do you stand there for, JJill ? \Vhy don't you go off wjth the brat? ~fi.nd, now, that you <..lon't lot any of tho uiggcrs speak to her in tho street! " vVhen these l'Olnark ' \VOrC reported to 1110, I Slnilod at 1\fr . JTliut's saying that ·be ·hould either kill tny child or spoil her. I thought to 1nyself thoro \Ya: very little danger of tho latter. I have alway · cou ·ill creel it as one of God's special provi<Ienco · that Ellen scroan1ocl till she was carric<l back to j ail. That satno night Dr. Flint was called to a patient, and did not return till ncar 1norning. P a:sing n1y granchnothor's, he sa\v a light in the house, and thought to hi1nself, " Perhaps this ha sotnething to do with Linda." lie knocked, and tho door was opened. "vVbat calls you up so early? " said he. " I :aw your ljght, and I thought l ·would just stop and toll yon that I have found out ·where Linda is. I know \vhere to put my hands on her, ancl I shall have her Lcforo twelve o'clock." vVhon he had. turned away, 1ny grand1nothor and n1y uncle lookc<..l anxiou ly at each other. They did not kno\v whether or not it wa~ merely one of tho docto r's trick to frjghten thon1. Jn their uncertainty, they thought it was Lest to have a 1-! |