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516             UNCLE TOMS CABIN; 0R
CHAPTER XL.
THE MARTYR.
" Deem not the just by Heaven forgot! Though life its common gifts deny, — Though, with a crushed and bleeding heart,
And spurned of man, he goes to die! For God hath marked each sorrowing day,
And numbered every bitter tear; And heaven's long years of bliss shall pay For all his children suffer here."
^                       Bryant.
The longest way must have its close, — the gloomiest night will wear on to a morning. An eternal, inexorable lapse of moments is ever hurrying the day of the evil to an eternal night, and the night of the just to an eternal day. We have walked with our humble friend thus far in the valley of slavery ; first through flowery fields of ease and indulgence, then through heart-breaking separations from all that man holds dear. Again, we have waited with him in a sunny island, where generous hands con­cealed his chains with flowers ; and, lastly, we have fol­lowed him when the last ray of earthly hope went out in night, and seen how, in the blackness of earthly darkness, the firmament of the unseen has blazed with stars of new and significant lustre.
The morning star now stands over the tops of the moun­tains, and gales and breezes, not of earth, show that the gates of day are unclosing.
The escape of Cassy and Emmeline irritated the before surly temper of Legree to the last degree; and his fury, as was to be expected, fell upon the defenseless head of Tom. When he hurriedly announced the tidings among