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LIFE AMONG THE LOWLY            227
" What would the poor and lowly do, without children ? " said St. Clare, leaning on the railing, and watching Eva, as she tripped off, leading Tom with her. " Your little child is your only true democrat. Tom, now, is a hero to Eva; his stories are wonders in her eyes, his songs and Methodist hymns are better than an opera, and the traps and little bits of trash in his pocket a mine of jewels, and he the most wonderful Tom that ever wore a black skin. This is one of the roses of Eden that the Lord has dropped down expressly for the poor and lowly, who get few enough of any other kind."
" It's strange, cousin," said Miss Ophelia; " one might almost think you were a professor, to hear you talk."
" A professor ? " said St. Clare.
" Yes ; a professor of religion."
" Not at all; not a professor, as your town-folks have it; and, what is worse, I "m afraid, not a practicer, either."
" What makes you talk so, then ? "
" Nothing is easier than talking," said St. Clare. " I believe Shakespeare makes somebody say, ' I could sooner show twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow my own showing.' Nothing like division of labor. My forte lies in talking, and yours, cousin, lies in doing."
In Tom's external situation, at this time, there was, as the world says, nothing to complain of. Little Eva's fancy for him the instinctive gratitude and loveliness of a noble nature had led her to petition her father that he might be her especial attendant, whenever she needed the escort of a servant, in her walks or rides; and Tom had general orders to let everything else go, and attend to Miss Eva, whenever she wanted him, orders, which our readers may fancy were far from disagreeable to him. He was kept well dressed, for St. Clare was- fastidiously