Uncle Tom's cabin, or, Life among the lowly, Volume 1

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J.P. Jewett, 1852 - Fiction
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Page 206 - ... the light of a living Gospel, breathed in living faces, preached by a thousand unconscious acts of love and good will, which, like the cup of cold water given in the name of a disciple, shall never lose their reward. "Father, what if thee should get found out again?" said Simeon second, as he buttered his cake. "I should pay my fine,
Page 258 - If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions: I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.
Page 95 - casion for me to be hunter and catcher for other folks, neither." So spoke this poor, heathenish Kentuckian, who had not been instructed in his constitutional relations, and consequently was betrayed into acting in a sort of Christianized manner, which, if he had been better situated and more enlightened, he would not have been left to do.
Page vii - The object of these sketches is to awaken sympathy and feeling for the African race, as they exist among us ; to show their wrongs and sorrows, under a system so necessarily cruel and unjust as to defeat and do away the good effects of all that can be attempted for them, by their best friends, under it.
Page 64 - I wouldn't be the one to say no — 'tain't in natur for her to stay; but you heard what she said ! If I must be sold or all the people on the place, and everything go to rack, why, let me be sold. I s'pose I can b'ar it as well as any on 'em," he added, while something like a sob and a sigh shook hia broad, rough chest convulsively.
Page 207 - A young star ! which shone O'er life, — too sweet an image for such glass! A lovely being, scarcely formed or moulded ; A rose with all its sweetest leaves yet folded." THE Mississippi! How, as by an enchanted wand, have its scenes been changed, since Chateaubriand wrote his prose-poetic description of it, as a river of mighty, unbroken solitudes, rolling amid undreamed wonders of vegetable and animal existence. But, as in an hour, this river of dreams and wild romance has emerged to a reality...
Page viii - He shall not fail nor be discouraged, till he have set judgment in the earth: and the isles shall wait for his law.
Page 58 - ... thing ! — a curse to the master and a curse to the slave ! I was a fool to think I could make anything good out of such a deadly evil. It is a sin to hold a slave under laws like ours, — I always felt it was, — I always thought so when I was a girl, — I thought so still more after I joined...
Page 79 - IMPOSSIBLE to conceive of a human creature more wholly desolate and forlorn than Eliza when she turned her footsteps from Uncle Tom's cabin. Her husband's suffering and dangers, and the danger of her child, all blended in her mind, with a confused and stunning sense of the risk she was running, in leaving the only home she had ever known, and cutting loose from the protection of a friend she ever loved and revered.
Page 94 - The huge green fragment of ice on which she alighted pitched and creaked as her weight came on it ; but she stayed there not a moment. With wild cries and desperate energy, she leaped to another and still another cake ; — stumbling — leaping — slipping — springing upwards again; Her shoes are gone — her stockings cut from her feet — while blood marked every step ; but she saw nothing, felt nothing, till dimly, as in a dream, she saw the Ohio side, and a man helping her up the bank.

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