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The subject had become part of the social converse of the fireside, and had enlisted the best brain and heart of the country. Anti-slavery discussions were pervading the strongest literature and claiming, a place on the most popular platforms. Iola, being a Southern girl and a slave-holder's daughter, always defended slavery when it was under discussion.
"But it isn't anyone else," persisted Iola, "and my doctor says yes. I'll only hum, Jack." "Well, one only. And mind, no fugues, arpeggios, double-stoppings, and such frills." She took her guitar. "I'll sing this for Barney's dear mother," she said.
But Barney, what will he be? Just a miller?" "Miller or whatever he is, he'll be a man, and that's good enough," replied Margaret indignantly. "Oh, yes, I suppose so. But it's a pity. You know in this pokey little place no one will ever hear of him. I mean he'll never make any stir." To Iola there was no crime so deadly as the "unheard of." "And yet," she went on, "if he had a chance "
"I do not wonder," said Robert, "that we had this war. The nation had sinned enough to suffer." "Yes," said Iola, "if national sins bring down national judgments, then the nation is only reaping what it sowed." "What are your plans for the future, or have you any?" asked Robert.
Margaret was conscious of a sudden pang at this grouping of names by Mrs. Fallows, but before she had time to analyse her feelings Iola reappeared. "Well, good-bye," said Mrs. Fallows. "Yeh'll come agin w'en yeh git back. Good-bye, Miss," she said to Margaret. "It does seem to give me a fresh start w'en yeh put things to rights."
"What do you think, Doctor," said Iola, "has he fainted?" "No," said the doctor, "poor fellow! he is dead." Iola bowed her head in silent sorrow, and then relieved the anguish of her heart by a flood of tears. Robert rose, and sorrowfully left the room.
She withdrew her arm from Iola, and said: "I must see the board of managers about it." When the board met, Iola's case was put before them, but they decided not to receive her. And these women, professors of a religion which taught, "If ye have respect to persons ye commit sin," virtually shut the door in her face because of the outcast blood in her veins.
The doctor came, shook his head gravely, and, turning to Iola, said, "There is no hope, but do what you can to alleviate his sufferings." As Iola gazed upon the kind but homely features of Tom, she saw his eyes open and an unexpressed desire upon his face. Tenderly and sadly bending over him, with tears in her dark, luminous eyes, she said, "Is there anything I can do for you?"
"Nor the gold necklace!" warned Iola. Thure and Bud waved their hands and shouted in reply; but rode steadily on. The two girls sat on their horses and watched them, until, with final shouts and the waving of their hats, they passed over the top of a distant ridge and vanished from sight. Then Iola and Ruth turned their horses homeward and rode silently down the other side of the ridge.
"Some time next week," answered Marie. "And his presence will do you more good than all the medicine in my chest." "I hope, Doctor," said Mrs. Leroy, "that we will not lose sight of you, now that your professional visit is ended; for I believe your visit was the result of a conspiracy between Iola and her uncle." Dr. Latimer laughed, as he answered, "Ah, Mrs.
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