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spected to think so much of poor Tom. Mas'rs is used to havin' all these yer things done for 'em, and nat'lly they don't think so much on 't. They can't be spected to, noway. Set him 'longside of other Mas'rs, who 's had the treatment and the livin' I 've had ? And he never would have let this yer come on me, if he could have seed it aforehand. I know he would n't."
" Wal, anyway, thar 's wrong about it somewhar" said Aunt Chloe, in whom a stubborn sense of justice was a predominant trait; " I can't jest make out whar 't is, but thar 's wrong somewhar, I 'm clar o' that."
" Yer ought ter look up to the Lord above, He 's above all, thar don't a sparrow fall without Him."
" It don't seem to comfort me, but I spect it orter," said Aunt Chloe. " But dar 's no use talkin'; I '11 jes wet up de corn-cake, and get ye one good breakfast, 'cause nobody knows when you '11 get another."
In order to appreciate the sufferings of the negroes sold South, it must be remembered that all the instinctive affections of that race are peculiarly strong. Their local attachments are very abiding. They are not naturally daring and enterprising, but home-loving and affectionate. Add to this all the terrors with which ignorance invests the unknown, and add to this, again, that selling to the South is set before the negro from childhood as the last severity of punishment. The threat that terrifies more than whipping or torture of any kind is the threat of being sent down river. We have ourselves heard this feeling expressed by them, and seen the unaffected horror with which they will sit in their gossiping hours, and tell frightful stories of that " down river," which to them is
" That undiscovered country, from whose bourn No traveler returns."
A missionary among the fugitives in Canada told us that many of the fugitives confessed themselves to have escaped from comparatively kind masters, and that they