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"That ar wasn't right, I'm 'feard, Mas'r George." "Can't help it! I say it's a shame! Look here, Uncle Tom," said he, turning his back to the shop, and speaking in a mysterious tone, "I've brought you my dollar!" "O! I couldn't think o' takin' on 't, Mas'r George, no ways in the world!" said Tom, quite moved.

Chewsday will soon be hyar, an' what is done mus' be done in a hurry. It's a pity de Jedge an' Mas'r George is gwine to start early to Lexinton tomorrer, so dey can't 'tend to de mattah; but I'll jes inform Miss Viola of de situwation."

"Why, if here bin't Mas'r Snivel!" ejaculates old Cato, who returns bearing a candle, the light of which falls on the tall figure of Mr. Snivel. "What, villain! is it you who has brought all this distress upon a friendless girl?" "Glad to see you back, Tom. Don't make so much of it, my good fellow only a bit of a lark, you know. 'Pon my honor, there was nothing wrong meant.

"Here, you Sambo," said Legree, "take these yer boys down to the quarters; and here's a gal I've got for you," said he, as he separated the mulatto woman from Emmeline, and pushed her towards him; "I promised to bring you one, you know." The woman gave a start, and drawing back, said, suddenly, "O, Mas'r! I left my old man in New Orleans." "What of that, you ; won't you want one here?

'If you could do me that kind favour, Mas'r Davy, he replied. 'I know the sight on you would cheer 'em up a bit. My little Dora being in good spirits, and very desirous that I should go as I found on talking it over with her I readily pledged myself to accompany him in accordance with his wish. Next morning, consequently, we were on the Yarmouth coach, and again travelling over the old ground.

"If it ever fell out, Mas'r Harry, that we wanted a hiding-place, what a spot this would be!" said Tom, little thinking that the day was to come when it should prove the salvation of those who were our truest and best friends. "Why, I don't believe there's an Indian ever had the pluck to come a quarter as far, and we know it now well, every foot of it." "Except the way out, Tom," I said sadly.

"What else could she spect on him?" said Aunt Chloe, indignantly, while the two boys, who now seemed to comprehend at once their father's destiny, clung to her gown, sobbing and groaning vehemently. "I'm sorry," said Tom, "that Mas'r George happened to be away."

"It seemed to me at last that my best plan was to lie still and wait till he give me a chance; for after one or two struggles I only found that I was nowhere, and ever so much weaker; so I did lie still, waiting for a chance, and wondering that Mas'r Landell didn't come and lend me a hand.

The thoughts I have set down here flashed through my brain almost momentarily, but I was brought back to the necessity for action by a motion now made by Tom. "Shall I, Mas'r Harry?" he said. And he covered the retreating Indian with his gun. "No," I said, arresting him. "It would only be more bloodshed, and would not prevent our being discovered."

I was in doubt as to our next proceeding, and had just come to the conclusion that our most sensible plan would be to turn back without going near the cavern at all, and so try to throw the enemy off the scent, for I felt certain that whether I discovered a treasure or no, I was on the right track, when Tom whispered eagerly to me: "Let's show him that we know how to use our guns, Mas'r Harry.