Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1845-12-26


who sat by, sobbed over them both for a
whole hour, as if her heart would break; and
told her neighbors with tears in her eyes.
''The ungrateful hussy! What! after all
that We have done for her; giving her the best
room that we could spare; feeding her from
our own table; clothing her from our own
wardrobe; giving her the handsomest and
shrewdest fellow for a husband within TWEEN
ty mileso o us; allowing them to live together
till a child is born; and now. because we have
thought proper TO send him away fora while,
where he may earn his keep-now, forsooth!
we are to find my lady Disseminated with her
situation!'
"Dcar father!"
"Hush. child!"
Gay, Observation-Disclosures the word-actu-
ally dissatisfied with her condition! the jade!
with the best of every thing to make her
happy-comforts and l~uXuries she could new
or dream of obtaining if she were free to-mor-
row-and always contcnted; never presum-
ing to be DISCONTINUED till now"
Sand what does she complain of father!''
"Whv, my dear child, the unreasonable
thing complains inst because we have sent
her husband away to the other plantation for
a few months: he was idle here, and might
have grown discontentcd, too, ii we had moi
packed him of. Ard then, instead of being
happier, and more thlnkful-more thankful
to her heavenly Father, for the gift Of a mar
child, Martha tells me that she found hercry-
ing over it calling it a little Soce. and wished
the Lord would take it away from her-thC
ungriteful wench! when the death of that
child would be two hundred dollars out OF my
Probationary cent Of it,
s.Arter all we have done for her tool sigh,
ed the mother.
81 declare | have no patience with the
jade!" continued the father.
"FatEer-dear father!"
"Be quiet, Moggyl don't te12e nc now
"But, fither!' and, as she spoke, the child
ran up to her father and drew him to the win
dow, and threw back her sun-shiny tresscs
and looked up into his eyes with the face o
an angel, and pointed to the cage as it still
hung at the window, with the door wide open
The father understood her, and colored t.
the eyes; and then, as if half ashamed Of til,
weakness, bent over and kissed her forehead
--smoothed down her silky harlan,
told her she was a child now, and must no
talk about such matters till she had crow
older.
"Why not, fither!'
"Why notl Why bless your little heart
Suppose ] were silly enough to open my door
aud turn her adrilt, with her child at he
breast, what would become of herl VIII
would take care of her! who feed herl"
"Who feeds the ravens, ftthcr! VIII
takes care of all the white mothers, and a
the white babes we seel'
"Yes, child--but then--I know what yo,
are thinking of; but then--thore's a night,
difference, let me tell you, between n slav
mother and a white mother-between a slav
child and a white child"
Eyes, father"
Don'tinterrupt me. You drive every thin.
out of my head. What was | going to say
Oh! ah! that in our long winters aud col
rains, these poor things who have been bro
up in our houses, and who know nothing a
bout the anyieties of life, and nave neve
learned to take care Of hemselves--and-
a."
"Yes, father; but couldn't they Jolo,c III
sun, ton? or go farther South"
"And why not be happy here!"
"But, f~ather--dear father! Hour can the
teach their lite ones to,Ry in a care?"
"Child, you are getting troublesome"
Sand how teach their young to provide fc
themselves, father!r
Put the little imp to bed, directly: do yo
heart"
Good night, father! Good night. moth
er! Do AS YOU WOULD BE DONE BY"