Our nig, or, sketches from the life of a free black, in a two-story white house, North showing that slavery's shadows fall even there by Harriet E. Wilson
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vorite of sister Mary; more like her, in disposi-
tion and preferences than James or Jack. He arrived as soon as possible after the re- quest, and saw with regret the sure indications of fatality in his sick brother, and listened to his admonitions--admonitions to a Christian life-- with tears, and uttered some promises of atten- tion to the subject so dear to the heart of James. How gladly he would have extended healing aid. But, alas! it was not in his power; so, after listening to his wishes and arrangements for his family and business, he decided to return home. Anxious for company home, he persuaded his father and mother to permit Mary to attend him. She was not at all needed in the sick room; she did not choose to be useful in the kitchen, and then she was fully determined to go. So all the trunks were assembled and cram- med with the best selections from the wardrobe of herself and mother, where the last-mentioned articles could be appropriated. "Nig was never so helpful before," Mary re- marked, and wondered what had induced such a |
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