The voice of freedom. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1839-1848, 1845-01-30
From the New York Evangelist.
Immediate Emancipation.
a SKHTCH.
BY MRS. HARRIET BEEoHER STOWE.

e that the leading incidents Of the subjoined
sketch are literal matters of fact, occurring
!. in the city of Cincinnati, which have
come within the scope of the writer's per.
y sonal knowledge-the incidents have
e mereI been clothed in dramatic form,
to present them more wildly 10 the read
c er.
+ In one of the ho,el parlors of our Queen
city, young gentleman, apparently in no
very easy fame OF mind. was pacing up
aud down the room looking alternately at
. his watch and out OF the window, as if ex-
, pecling somebody. AT last, he rang the
bell violently, and the hotel servant soon
appeared.
Was my man Sam, come in yet ?" he
inquired.
J The polished yellow gentleman, TO
) whom this was addressed, answered with
polite, but somewhat sinister snlirk that,
nothing had been seen of him since early
that morning.
"Ltzv dog full three hours since |
sent him off TO b street, and have
seen nothing of him since"
The yellow gentleman remarked with
consolatory pollleness, that he hoped
Sam had not runaway" adding with an
ilI-conceaIed grin, that them boys was
mighty apt to show the clean heel when
they come into free S ate"
"Oh, no; Pm quite easy as to that" re.
turned the young gentleman "PIl risk
Sans ever being willing to part from me,
bought him because was sure of him."
Don't you be too sure,' remarked a
gentleman from behind, who had been
listening to the conversation, "Thcre
are plenty of mischief making busy,bod!es
on The train Of every Southern gentleman,
to interfere with his family matters, and
decov of his servants"
didn't see Sam talking at the cor.
ner with the Quaker Simmons ?" said
another servant, who meanwhile had en-
tered.
"Talking with Simmons, was he T. re-
marked the last speaker with irritation
"thal rascal Simmons does nothing else
believe, but tote away genllemen's ser>
wants. Well, if Summons has got him,
you may as well be quiet; you'll not see
your fellow again in hurry"
"And who the duce is this Simmons2"
said cur young gentleman, who, though
evidently of a good na.ured mould, was
now beginning 10 wax wrotb, "and what
business has he TO interfere with other peo-
pies affairs! :"
" You had better have asked those ques-
lions few days ago, and then you would
have kept closer eye on your fellow;
meddIesome, cauting, Quaker rascal that
all these black hounds run 10. to be help
ed iulo Canada, and nobody knows where
ALL"
The young gentleman jerked out his
watch with increasing energy, and then
walking ferceiy up 10 the coIored waiter,
who was setting the dinner table with an
air Of provoking satisfaction, he thunder>
Cd at hun, i GU rascal, you understand
Ibis matter; SEE it in your eyes"
Oar gentleman OF color bowed, and with
an air of mischIevous intelligence, pro.
tested that be never interfered with other
gPnlIemeD's matters, while snndry of his
Brethren in office. looked unulterabIe |
things out OF the corners of their eyes.
"There is some cursed plot Matched up
among YOU SAID the young nan, You
have talked Sam into it {; know he would
never have thought Of leaving me unless
he VS. put up 10 it. Tell me now" he
resumed, have you heard Sam say any
thing about u2 Come, be reasonable" he
added, in miIder tone, "you shall find
your account in il
Thus adjured, the waiter protested he
would be happy TO give the genlIemah
any satisfaction in his power. The f'ct
wns, Sam had been pretty full of notions
lately, aud had been 10 see Simmons, and
in short, he would not wonder if he never
saw any more OF him.
Aud as hour after hour passed, the
whole day. the whole night, and no Sam
was forthcoming, the truth of surmise
became increasingly evident. Our young
hero, Mr.. Alfred B.. was n good
deal provoked, and strange as The fact may
seem, a good deal gfieved too, for he real
w loved the fellow. "Loved him |" says
some scornful zealot "a Shareholder toce
his slaves" Yes, brother why not O.
A warmshearted man will love his dog,
his horse. even to grievlng bitterly for
their loss. and Why not credit the fact that
such Que NAV lore the human creaUe
whom accursed custom has placed on the
same level. The fact was, Alfred B.
did love this Young man he had been ap~
pr0priated 10 him in childhood, and Alfred
had always redresseG his grievances,
fought his battles, got him out OF scrapes,
and purchased for him with liberal hand,
indulgences to which his comrades were
strangers. He had taken pride to dress
him smartly. and as for hardship and want,
they had never come near him.
"The poor, silly,ungrate!ul puppyl" so>
tiloaulzed he, Yhgl can he DO with him>