Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1921-07-02

the way ne ordered ION 10 hog :
woman-slave who was gHiltless OF the
shortening attributed To her and 70.
the first time in his career Legree was
denied. Tom refused Legree's an
swer was a blow upon Toms cheek.
"What?' he reared in his rage. "Ye
dare tell me We won't, We blasted black
beast?"
IN die first" Tom replied. simply
well, here's a pious dog-a saint
a gentleman - sneered Legree
Didn't We ever read in your Bible
Servants obey your Masters? And amt
l your Master? Didn't l pay twelve
hundred dollars cash for We. ana
amt We mine, body and soul?"
NO. Marse Legree,' replied Tom.
through the tears and blood that
coursed down his cheeks. MY soul
amt yours! It's been bought and
paid for by one that is able to keep
it. Ye may kill my body, but We can't
harm my soul"
Now. according to the nature of his
kind Legree was superstitious and
while his hatred increased. he began
to fear in the presence of his fearless
possession. In Toms presence what
passed for conscience was aroused
within him. Some of the unspeakahle
crimes of which in his lustful gratifi-
cations, and through his murderOus
instincts. he had been guilty began
to prey upon him Dark things had
happened in the decayed old mansion
in which Legree dWelt, and in com
mon with the ignorant blacks by whom
he was surrounded Legree began TO
have fears, accumulated by the dCliri-
UNI Of drink of impending visitations
by ghosts. Taking advantage of these
fears, his onetime mistress, Cassie, a
woman of subtle powers, herself a
slave, cOnSpired with Emmaline, an
attractive mulatto whom Legree was
endeavoring To install in her place, to
destroy his peace of mind. and ulti-
mately himself by means of wraithful
| appearances and weird sounds in the
garnet of the old mansion Pretending
! to escape through the swamps. eluding
| their pursuers. they returned to the
/ house, and lay hid there for days
working their soul-stirring stratagem
| upon the worried Legree. Legree al
/ the head Of a pursuing party made up
/ of negroes and blood hounds sought
/ the missing women in the swamps and
forests by which his isolated planta-
/ ton was surrounded. but in vain; and
i'll the rage of failure, believing him
10 have been party to the escape, he
turned upon Tom.
"Wen. We black beast" he roared,
in paroXysm of bafled rage, I've
made up my mind to kill ye"
VERY likely, Marse Legree," replied
Tom calmly.
"Unless We tell me what We know
about these yer gals" said Lecree.
4 hain't got nothin' to tell, Marse,"
said Tom
Don't We dare tell mo that We don't
know, ye old black Christian cried
Legree in angry contempt, striking
him furiously.
'Yes-I know, Marse," said Tom
but l can't tell anything l can die"
"Hark We, Tom" roared Legree, in
ltTIlUiG voice. AlilS liiht uitdh
what I say. I'll conquer ya or I'll
kill ye! I'll count every drop of blood
in your body till you give up"
"Marse,' said Tom ''if you was
sick. or in trouble, or dyin, and it
would save We, I'd give We my hearts
blood, and if takin' every drop of
blood in this poor old body Of mine
would save your precious soul, I'd
give 'em freely as the Lord gave his
for me. DO the worst We can. NY
troubles will soon be over, but if We
don't repent, yours won't never end "
For a moment Legree stood aghast
awed into silence by Toms absolutely
fearless reliance upon his faith, but
only for a momeAt. There was one
hesitating pause. and the spirit Of
evil within him. defied, rose with sew
en-fold vehemence FToaming with
rage he struck his victim to the
ground and gave him over to be fog
ged to ribbons.
Two days later George Shelby, Toms
boy-friend from Kentucky. now grown
to manhood, appeared to fulfil his
promise of redemption, but he came
too late. Tom lay dying of his
= wounds
1--WE come to take you home" said
George, tears falling from his eyes as
he bent over his old friend.
"Bless the Lord-it's Marse
George ~ cried Tom. as he opened his
eyes, bewlldered. "They haven't for
got mel They haven't forgot me
} Now l shall die content"
At this moment Legree sauntered
In, and looked on carelessly.
1.-THE old Satan =" cried George, in
his indignation. ITS a comfort tC
think the Devil will pay him for this
some Of these days"
Hush, Marse George" said Uncle
j Tom. Don't feel so lie amt done
me no real harrn-only opened The
gates Of heaven for me-that's all
The sudden flush of strength died
away. A sense Of sinking came over
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