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George was awe-struck at the force, the vehemence, the power, with which these broken sentences were uttered. He sat gazing in silence. Tom grasped his hand, and continued,Ye mustnt, now, tell Chloe, poor soul! how ye found me;t would be so drefful to her. Only tell her ye found me going into glory; and that I couldnt stay for no one. And tell her the Lords stood by me everywhere and alays, and made everything light and easy. And oh, the poor chilen, and the baby;my old hearts been most broke for em, time and agin! Tell em all to follow mefollow me! Give my love to Masr, and dear good Missis, and everybody in the place! Ye dont know! Pears like I loves em all! I loves every creature everywhar!its nothing but love! O, Masr George! what a thing t is to be a Christian! At this moment, Legree sauntered up to the door of the shed, looked in, with a dogged air of affected carelessness, and turned away. The old satan! said George, in his indignation. Its a comfort to think the devil will pay him for this, some of these days! O, dont!,oh, ye mustnt! said Tom, grasping his hand; hes a poor misable critter! its awful to think on t! Oh, if he only could repent, the Lord would forgive him now; but Im feared he never will! I hope he wont! said George; I never want to see him in heaven! Hush, Masr George!it worries me! Dont feel so! He ant done me no real harm,only opened the gate of the kingdom for me; thats all! At this moment, the sudden flush of strength which the joy of meeting his young master had infused into the dying man gave way. A sudden sinking fell upon him; he closed his eyes; and that mysterious and sublime change passed over his face, that told the approach of other worlds. He began to draw his breath with long, deep inspirations; and his broad chest rose and fell, heavily. The expression of his face was that of a conqueror. Who,who,who shall separate us from the love of Christ? he said, in a voice that contended with mortal weakness; and, with a smile, he fell asleep. George sat fixed with solemn awe. It seemed to him that the place was holy; and, as he closed the lifeless eyes, and rose up from the dead, only one thought possessed him,that expressed by his simple old friend,What a thing it is to be a Christian! He turned: Legree was standing, sullenly, behind him. Something in that dying scene had checked the natural fierceness of youthful passion. The presence of the man was simply loathsome to George; and he felt only an impulse to get away from him, with as few words as possible. Fixing his keen dark eyes on Legree, he simply said, pointing to the dead, You have got all you ever can of him. What shall I pay you for the body? I will take it away, and bury it decently. I dont sell dead niggers, said Legree, doggedly. You are welcome to bury him where and when you like. Boys, said George, in an authoritative tone, to two or three negroes, who were looking at the body, help me lift him up, and carry him to my wagon; and get me a spade. One of them ran for a spade; the other two assisted George to carry the body to the wagon. |
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