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And, one night, when his mother, in the last agony of her despair, knelt at his feet, he spurned her from him, threw her senseless on the floor, and, with brutal curses, fled to his ship. The next Legree heard of his mother was, when, one night, as he was carousing among drunken companions, a letter was put into his hand.
Slowly the weary, dispirited creatures, wound their way into the room, and, with crouching reluctance, presented their baskets to be weighed. Legree noted on a slate, on the side of which was pasted a list of names, the amount. Tom's basket was weighed and approved; and he looked, with an anxious glance, for the success of the woman he had befriended.
If there were no planters except such as that one," said he, pointing with his finger to Legree, who stood with his back to them, "the whole thing would go down like a millstone. It is your respectability and humanity that licenses and protects his brutality."
Poor old Uncle Tom has been stripped of everything. All that he counted precious has vanished. He has been torn away from the old Kentucky home; has been snatched away from the arms of old Aunt Chloe; has been sold away from children and kindred; and has fallen into the merciless hands of that vicious slave-dealer, Simon Legree. And now Uncle Tom is dying.
The Society is not asked to disseminate Anti-slavery doctrines, but simply to be even-handed between master and slave, and, since they have recommended Sambo and Toney to be obedient to Mr. Legree, to remind him in turn that he also has duties toward the bodies and souls of his bondmen.
Tom, who was looking, with anxious interest, after Emmeline, as she went in, noticed this, and heard Legree answer, angrily, "You may hold your tongue! I'll do as I please, for all you!" Tom heard no more; for he was soon following Sambo to the quarters. The quarters was a little sort of street of rude shanties, in a row, in a part of the plantation, far off from the house.
"Wal, boys, the best way is to give him the flogging to do, till he gets over his notions. Break him in!" "Lord, Mas'r'll have hard work to get dat out o' him!" "It'll have to come out of him, though!" said Legree, as he rolled his tobacco in his mouth. "Now, dar's Lucy, de aggravatinest, ugliest wench on de place!" pursued Sambo.
"I'll have Sambo and Quimbo up here, to sing and dance one of their hell dances, and keep off these horrid notions," said Legree; and, putting on his hat, he went on to the verandah, and blew a horn, with which he commonly summoned his two sable drivers.
Legree was a little distance from the quarters, when he heard the voice of some one singing. It was not a usual sound there, and he paused to listen. A musical tenor voice sang, "When I can read my title clear To mansions in the skies, I'll bid farewell to every fear, And wipe my weeping eyes
"That he won't do," said Cassy. "Won't, eh?" "No, he won't," said Cassy. "I'd like to know why, Mistress," said Legree, in the extreme of scorn. "Because he's done right, and he knows it, and won't say he's done wrong." "Who a cuss cares what he knows? The nigger shall say what I please, or " "Or, you'll lose your bet on the cotton crop, by keeping him out of the field, just at this very press."
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