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Uncle Tom's Cabin, Young Folks' Edition

5. Eliza Finds A Refuge
A lady and gentleman were sitting talking happily together in the drawing-room of the
white house to which Eliza had gone. Suddenly their old black man-of-all-work put his
head in at the door and said, 'Will missis come into the kitchen?'
The lady went. Presently she called to her husband, 'I do wish you would come here a
moment.'
He rose and went into the kitchen.
There lay Eliza on two kitchen chairs. Her poor feet were all cut and bleeding, and she
had fainted quite away. The master of the house drew his breath short, and stood silent.
His wife and the cook were trying to bring Eliza round. The old man had Harry on his
knee, and was busy pulling off his shoes and stockings, to warm the little cold feet.
'Poor creature,' said the lady.
Suddenly Eliza opened her eyes. A dreadful look of pain came into her face. She sprang
up saying, 'Oh, my Harry, have they got him?'
As soon as he heard her voice, Harry jumped from the old man's knee, and running to her
side, put up his arms.
'Oh, he's here! he's here,' she said, kissing him. 'Oh, ma'am,' she went, on turning wildly
to the lady of the house, 'do protect us, don't let them get him.'
'Nobody shall hurt you here, poor woman,' said the lady. 'You are safe; don't be afraid.'
'God bless you,' said Eliza, covering her face and sobbing, while Harry, seeing her crying,
tried to get into her lap to comfort her.
'You needn't be afraid of anything; we are friends here, poor woman. Tell me where you
come from and what you want,' said the lady.
'I came from the other side of the river,' said Eliza.
'When?' said the gentleman, very much astonished.
'To-night.'
'How did you come?'
'I crossed on the ice.'
'Crossed on the ice!' exclaimed every one.
'Yes,' said Eliza slowly, 'I did. God helped me, and I crossed on the ice. They were close
behind me—right behind, and there was no other way.'
 
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