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The word prison has touched the tender chord upon which all his troubles are strung. He sobs audibly; but they are only sobs of regret, for which there is no recompense in this late hour. “And would you follow me to a prison, Franco nike air max 1 nia?” he enquires, throwing his arms about her neck, kissing her pure cheek with the fondness of a father.
“Yea, and share your sorrows within its cold walls. Do not yield to melancholy, uncle,–you have friends left: if not, heaven will prepare a place of rest for you; heaven shields the unfortunate at last,” rejoins the good woman, the pearly tears brightening in mutual sympathy.
“To-morrow, my child, you will find me the unhappy tenant of those walls where man’s discomfiture is complete.”
“Nay, uncle, nay! you are only allo cheap air max 1 wing your melancholy nike air max 1 grey forebodings to get the better of you. Such men as Graspum-men who have stripped families of their all-might take away your property, and leave you as they have left my poor parents; but no one would be so heartless as to drive you to the extreme of imprisonment. It is a foolish result at best.” Franconia’s voice falters; she looks more and more intently in her uncle’s face, struggles to suppress her rising emotions. She knows his frankness, she feels the pain of his position; but, though the dreadful extreme seems scarcely possible, there is that in his face conveying strong evidence of the truth of his remark.
“Do not weep, Franconia; spare your tears for a more worthy object: such trials have been borne by better men than I. I am but the merchandise of my creditors. There is, however, one thing which haunts me to grief nike air max 1 black ; could I have saved my children, the pain of my position had been slight indeed.”
“Speak not of them, uncle,” Franconia interrupts, “you cannot feel the bitterness of their lot more than myself. I have saved a mothe http://tairmax1.weebly.com/ r, but have failed to execute my plan of saving them; and my heart throbs with pain when I think that now it is beyond my power. Let me not attempt to again excite in your bosom feelings which must ever be harassing, for the evil only can work its destruction. To clip the poisoning branches and not uproot the succouring trunk, is like casting pearls into the waste of time. My heart will ever be with the destinies of those children, my feelings bound in unison wit cheap air 1 h theirs; our hopes are the same, and if fortune should smile on me in times to come I will keep my word-I will snatch them from the devouring element of slavery.”
“Stop, my child!” speaks Marston, earnestly: “Remember you can do little against the strong arm of the law, and still stronger arm of public opinion. Lay aside your hopes of rescuing those children, Franconia, and remember that while I am in prison I am the property of my creditors, subject to their falsely conceived notions of my affairs,” he continues. “I cannot now make amends to the law of nature,” he adds, burying his face in his hand, weeping a child’s tears.
Franconia looks solicitously upon her uncle, as he sorrows. She would dry her tears to save his throbbing heart. Her noble generosity and disinterestedness have carried her through many trials since her marriage, but it fails to nerve her longer. Her’s is a single-hearted sincerity, dispensing its good nike air max 1 red ness for the benefit of the needy; she suppresses her own troubles that she may administer consolation to others. “The affection that refuses to follow misfortune to its lowest step is weak indeed. If you go to prison, Franconia will follow you there,” she says, with touching pathos, her musical voice adding strength to the resolution. Blended with that soft angelic expression her eyes give forth, her calm dignity and inspiring nobleness show how firm is that principle of her nature never to abandon her old friend.
The old negro, who had seemed absorbed in his sympathetic reflections, gazes steadfastly at his old master, until his emotions spring forth in kindest solicitude. Resistance is beyond his power. “Neber mind, old mas’r,” (he speaks in a devoted tone) “dar’s better days comin, bof fo’ old Bob and mas’r. Tink ‘um sees de day when de old plantation jus so ‘t was wid mas’r and da’ old folks.” Concluding in a subdued voice, he approaches Franconia, and seats himself, book in hand, on the floor at her feet. Moved by his ea cheap nike air max 1 rnestness, she lays her hand playfully upon his head, saying: “Here is our truest friend, uncle!”
“My own heart lubs Miss Frankone more den eber,” he whispers in return. How pure, how holy, is the simple recompense! It is nature’s only offering, all the slave can give; and he gives it in the bounty of his soul.
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With an expression of surprise she opens it, and glances over its contents; then reads it word by word. “Do they expect to get something from nothing?” she says, sarcastically. “It is one of those soothsayers so valuable to men whose feelings are only with money-to men who forget they cannot carry money to the graves; and that no tribute is demanded on eit cheap air max 1 her road leading to the last abode of man.”
“Stop there, my child! stop!” interrupts Marston. “I have given them all, ’tis true; but suspicion is my persecutor-suspicion, and trying to be a father to my own children!”
“It is, indeed, a misfortune to be a father under such circumstances, in such an atmosphere!” the good woman exclaims, clasping her hands and looking upward, as if imploring the forgiveness of Heaven. Tremblingly she held the paper in her hand, until it fell upon the floor, as she, overcome, swooned in her uncle’s arms.
She swooned! yes, she swooned. That friend upon whom her affections had been concentrated was a prisoner. The paper was a bail writ, demanding the body of the accused. The officer serving had been kind enough to allow Marston his parole of honour until the next morning. He granted this in acc cheap max 1 ordance with Marston’s request, that by the lenity he might see Daddy Bob and Franconia once more.
Lifting Franconia in his arms, her hair falling loosely down, Marston lays her gently on the cot, and commences bathing her temples. He has nothing but water to bathe them with,–nothing but poverty’s liquid. The old negro, frightened at the sudden change that has come over his young missus, falls to rubbing and kissing her hands,–he has no other aid to lend. Marston has drawn his chair beside her, sits down upon it, unbuttons her stomacher, and continues bathing and chafing her temples. How gently heaves that bosom so full of fondness, how marble-like those features, how pallid but touchingly beautiful that face! Love, affection, and tenderness, there repose so calmly! All that once gave out so much hope, so much joy, now nike air max 1 leopard withers nike air max 1 sale before the blighting sting of misfortune. “Poor child, how fondly she loves me!” says Marston, placing his right arm under her head, and raising it gently. The motion quickens her senses-she speaks; he kisses her pallid cheek-kisses and kisses it. “Is it you uncle?” she whispers. She has opened her eyes, stares at Marston, then wildly along the ceiling. “Yes, I’m in uncle’s arms; how good!” she continues, as if fatigued. Reclining back on the pillow, she again rests her head upon his arm. “I am at the mansion-how pleasant; let me rest, uncle; let me rest. Send aunt Rachel to me.” She raises her right hand and lays her arms about Marston’s neck, as anxiously he leans over her. How dear are the associations of that old mansion! how sweet the thought of home! how uppermost in her wandering mind the remembrance of th nike air max 1 ebay ose happy days! ③

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