Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1862-10-16

with care and tenderness, and strove to
! draw her own scanty garment over it.
She seemed. in fact. so engrossed with hor
care Of the child that she had not compre-
hended thsst part of the negotiation which
threatened to part her fross It. Perhaps
she did not, in her blind maternal conf
dence. conceive such thing possible!
when the child was roughly snatche,l
from her. she paused an instant, as if col
lecting her thoughts. and then, awakening
! to the reality of the case. she started wild
ly after it. But Meminger was too quick
Tor her. He was used to such scenes
He caught her before she had gone three
steps and rudely threw her down. She
uttered scream after scream, and implored
him not to part her from her child. Turn
ing aliernatively from the unfeeling and
repulsive countenance of the slave-trader
to the retreatiDg form Of her late master,
who bore away farther and farther from
her all that she knew Of love or bope on
earth. her iDpassioDed entreaties touched
every keynote Of human agony from fren-
zy to despair. 1t was Of no use. MemiA-
ger regarded her feelings no more than
regarded the lowings Of my stock when !
was in the droving business.
He m ouhted his horse. brought him up
alongside of low bank. and ordered the
woman to get up behind him. This she
f, did as one accustomed to obey, groaning
and crying piteously. He placed her be.
hind bis saddle. astriie of the horse as il
she were man. In this position, what
dress she had on, and it was not much,
was necessarily drawn up above her knees
She had an old pair Of scuffs Of shoes on,
the rest Of the limbs were bare. And II
this way we went on through the cold, she
shivering. sobbing. and clinging to the ne
gro-trade, all the way to Lexington. On
ly at Nicholasville. persuaded Meminge,
to alight and get some clothes to wrap ny
the girls legs to prevent them from being
frosted before he got her home aEl
And do you really think she had {
mothers affection for her child. and felt it,
loss as acutely as other mothers-whit,
mothers?' asked him.
DO l think so?' he asked. almost fierce
ly. Come here. Henry Clayr and h
reached down and lifted bis boy up int
his huge arms and kissed him with fervor
DO you see that boy? Do you thinl
his white mother loves him?' he asked.
7a No doubt of it, l answered.
And tell you. Owen Glendower.' h
resumed. that just as my wife. Mrs. Win
ters. loves this boy. did that black mothe
love her child. More strongly, more firm
ly did she love it; more frantieally did sh
bewail its loss. because her reason did no
suggest any hope of its ultimate recovery
such as might be entertained by an intelli
gent white woman And when it wa
suddenly snatched from her bosom. OIL
that cold day. by the Kentucky River, i
was as much lost to her as if it had beer
snatched by the hand of death instead O
that OF her inhuman MASTER
This was single instance, you MAJ
say; but if I've seen one, I've seen MI,
such. Not all alike, but varying with cir
cumstauce. locality. and occasion; and ye
all due alike to the essential elements o
human slavery, and inseparabls from th'
institution - tfe.l
My tims was up. / babe adieu to my
hostess. shook Tom Winters hand. anc
started for the cars with feeling of salts
faction at having encountered him again
even If il should be for the last time.