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386             UNCLE TOM'S CABIN; OR
Christian. The gift to appreciate and the sense to feel the finer shades and relations of moral things often seems an attribute of those whose whole life shows a careful disregard of them. Hence Moore, Byron, Goethe, often speak words more wisely descriptive of the true religious sentiment, than another man, whose whole life is governed by it. In such minds, disregard of religion is a more fearful treason, — a more deadly sin.
St. Clare had never pretended to govern himself by any religious obligation ; and a certain fineness of nature gave him such an instinctive view of the extent of the require­ments of Christianity, that he shrank, by anticipation, from what he felt would be the exactions of his own con­science, if he once did resolve to assume them. For, so inconsistent is human nature, especially in the ideal, that not to undertake a thing at all seems better than to under­take and come short.
Still St. Clare was, in many respects, another man. He read his little Eva's Bible seriously and honestly; he thought more soberly and practically of his relations to his servants, — enough to make him extremely dissatisfied with both his past and present course ; and one thing he did, soon after his return to New Orleans, and that was to commence the legal steps necessary to Tom's emancipa­tion, which was to be perfected as soon as he could get through the necessary formalities. Meantime, he attached himself to Tom, more and more every day. In all the wide world, there was nothing that seemed to remind him so much of Eva; and he would insist on keeping him constantly about him, and, fastidious and unapproachable as he was with regard to his deeper feelings, he almost thought aloud to Tom. Nor would any one have won­dered at it, who had seen the expression of affection and devotion with which Tom continually followed his young master.
" Well, Tom," said St. Clare, the day after he had com­menced the legal formalities for his enfranchisement,