Life at the South, Or, "Uncle Tom's Cabin" as it is: Being Narratives, Scenes, and Incidents in the Real "life of the Lowly"

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Geo. H. Derby and Company, 1852 - 519 pages

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Page 13 - Erskine," replied the person addressed, " I find you ' still harping on my daughter.' Her history is good so far as it goes ; but it does not go far enough. It is the unwritten pages which we of the North take exceptions to.
Page 121 - GOOD-NIGHT? ah! no; the hour is ill Which severs those it should unite; Let us remain together still, Then it will be good night. How can I call the lone night good, Though thy sweet wishes wing its flight? Be it not said, thought, understood, Then it will be good night.
Page 47 - The negro was positive, and his master, deeply affected with this evidence of his attachment, remarked to the overseer that Hector might still remain his slave, and walked away toward the mansion. " Gosh ! Jeff', dat beats my eyes all out o
Page 254 - ... to do unto all men as we would they should do unto us...
Page 200 - Could we but climb where Moses stood, And view the landscape o'er, Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood, Should fright us from the shore.
Page 46 - Hector done, you guine turn um off now? " " Done ! You have served me faithfully ever ; you saved my life, old fellow, at the flood, a year ago, like a friend, and I am now your friend, and not any longer your master." " Ki, massa! enty you always been a frien' to Hector? Enty you gib um physic when he sick, and come and see and talk wid um, and do ebbery ting he want you for do? What more you guine to do now?
Page 47 - I know wha' kind of ting freedom is wid black man? Ha! you make Hector free, he turn wuss more nor poor buckrah— he tief out of de shop— he git drunk and lie in de ditch— den, if sick' come, he roll, he toss in de wet grass of de stable. You come in de morning, Hector dead...
Page 252 - Is not the world of nature thine, The darkness and the day? Didst thou not bid the morning shine, And mark the sun his way?
Page 46 - Why can't you, Hector? What do you mean? Am I not your master? Can't I make you free, and do n't I tell you that I do make you free? I see how it is ! You do n't like to part with Philisee ; well, take her with you. From this moment you are your own master, and she is her own mistress.

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