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No, Misse, it isnt, said Tom, looking up; but He gives it to us, and thats the victory. When we can love and pray over all and through all, the battles past, and the victorys come,glory be to God! And, with streaming eyes and choking voice, the black man looked up to heaven. And this, oh Africa! latest called of nations,called to the crown of thorns, the scourge, the bloody sweat, the cross of agony,this is to be thy victory; by this shalt thou reign with Christ when his kingdom shall come on earth. The deep fervor of Toms feelings, the softness of his voice, his tears, fell like dew on the wild, unsettled spirit of the poor woman. A softness gathered over the lurid fires of her eye; she looked down, and Tom could feel the relaxing muscles of her hands, as she said, Didnt I tell you that evil spirits followed me? O! Father Tom, I cant pray,I wish I could. I never have prayed since my children were sold! What you say must be right, I know it must; but when I try to pray, I can only hate and curse. I cant pray! Poor soul! said Tom, compassionately. Satan desires to have ye, and sift ye as wheat. I pray the Lord for ye. O! Misse Cassy, turn to the dear Lord Jesus. He came to bind up the broken-hearted, and comfort all that mourn. Cassy stood silent, while large, heavy tears dropped from her downcast eyes. Misse Cassy, said Tom, in a hesitating tone, after surveying her in silence, if ye only could get away from here,if the thing was possible,Id vise ye and Emmeline to do it; that is, if ye could go without blood-guiltiness,not otherwise. Would you try it with us, Father Tom? No, said Tom; time was when I would; but the Lords given me a work among these yer poor souls, and Ill stay with em and bear my cross with em till the end. Its different with you; its a snare to you,its moren you can stand,and youd better go, if you can. I know no way but through the grave, said Cassy. Theres no beast or bird but can find a home some where; even the snakes and the alligators have their places to lie down and be quiet; but theres no place for us. Down in the darkest swamps, their dogs will hunt us out, and find us. Everybody and everything is against us; even the very beasts side against us,and where shall we go? Tom stood silent; at length he said, Him that saved Daniel in the den of lions,that saves the children in the fiery furnace,Him that walked on the sea, and bade the winds be still,Hes alive yet; and Ive faith to believe he can deliver you. Try it, and Ill pray, with all my might, for you. By what strange law of mind is it that an idea long overlooked, and trodden under foot as a useless stone, suddenly sparkles out in new light, as a discovered diamond? Cassy had often revolved, for hours, all possible or probable schemes of escape, and dismissed them all, as hopeless and impracticable; but at this moment there flashed through her mind a plan, so simple and feasible in all its details, as to awaken an instant hope. Father Tom, Ill try it! she said, suddenly. Amen! said Tom; the Lord help ye! |
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