the Lord's grace is stronger; besides, you oughter think what
an awful state a poor crittur's soul's in that'll do them ar
things,―you oughter thank God that you an't like him,
Chloe. I'm sure I'd rather be sold, ten thousand times
over, than to have all that ar poor crittur's got to answer
for."
"So'd I, a heap," said Jake. "Lor, should n't we cotch it, Andy?"
Andy shrugged his shoulders, and gave an acquiescent whistle.
"I'm glad Mas'r did n't go off this morning, as he looked to," said Tom; "that ar hurt me more than sellin', it did. Mebbe it might have been natural for him, but 't would have come desp't hard on me, as has known him from a baby; but I've seen Mas'r, and I begin ter feel sort o' reconciled to the Lord's will now. Mas'r could n't help hisself; he did right, but I'm feared things will be kinder goin' to rack, when I'm gone. Mas'r can't be spected to be a pryin' round everywhar, as I've done, a keepin' up all the ends. The boys all means well, but they's powerful car'less. That ar troubles me."
The bell here rang, and Tom was summoned to the parlor.
"Tom," said his master, kindly, "I want you to notice that I give this gentleman bonds to forfeit a thousand dollars if you are not on the spot when he wants you; he's going to-day to look after his other business, and you can have the day to yourself. Go anywhere you like, boy."
"Thank you, Masʼr," said Tom.
"And mind yerself," said the trader, "and don't come it over your master with any o' yer nigger tricks; for I'll take
