Cassy entered the room, and found Emmeline sitting, pale with fear, in the furthest corner of it. As she came in, the girl started up nervously1; but, on seeing who it was, rushed forward, and catching2 her arm, said, "O Cassy, is it you? I'm so glad you've come! I was afraid it was--. O, you don't know what a horrid3 noise there has been, down stairs, all this evening!"
"I ought to know," said Cassy, dryly. "I've heard it often enough."
"O Cassy! do tell me,--couldn't we get away from this place? I don't care where,--into the swamp among the snakes,--anywhere! _Couldn't_ we get _somewhere_ away from here?"
"Nowhere, but into our graves," said Cassy.
"Did you ever try?"
"I've seen enough of trying and what comes of it," said Cassy.
"I'd be willing to live in the swamps, and gnaw4 the bark from trees. I an't afraid of snakes! I'd rather have one near me than him," said Emmeline, eagerly.
"There have been a good many here of your opinion," said Cassy; "but you couldn't stay in the swamps,--you'd be tracked by the dogs, and brought back, and then--then--"
"What would he do?" said the girl, looking, with breathless interest, into her face.
"What _wouldn't_ he do, you'd better ask," said Cassy. "He's learned his trade well, among the pirates in the West Indies. You wouldn't sleep much, if I should tell you things I've seen,--things that he tells of, sometimes, for good jokes. I've heard screams here that I haven't been able to get out of my head for weeks and weeks. There's a place way out down by the quarters, where you can see a black, blasted tree, and the ground all covered with `lack ashes. Ask anyone what was done there, and see if they will dare to tell you."
"O! what do you mean?"
"I won't tell you. I hate to think of it. And I tell you, the Lord only knows what we may see tomorrow, if that poor fellow holds out as he's begun."
"Horrid!" said Emmeline, every drop of blood receding5 from her cheeks. "O, Cassy, do tell me what I shall do!"
"What I've done. Do the best you can,--do what you must,--and make it up in hating and cursing."
"He wanted to make me drink some of his hateful brandy," said Emmeline; "and I hate it so--"
"You'd better drink," said Cassy. "I hated it, too; and now I can't live without it. One must have something;--things don't look so dreadful, when you take that."
"Mother used to tell me never to touch any such thing," said Emmeline.
"_Mother_ told you!" said Cassy, with a thrilling and bitter emphasis on the word mother. "What use is it for mothers to say anything? You are all to be bought and paid for, and your souls belong to whoever gets you. That's the way it goes. I say, _drink_ brandy; drink all you can, and it'll make things come easier."
"O, Cassy! do pity me!"
"Pity you!--don't I? Haven't I a daughter,--Lord knows where she is, and whose she is, now,--going the way her mother went, before her, I suppose, and that her children must go, after her! There's no end to the curse--forever!"
"I wish I'd never been born!" said Emmeline, wringing8 her hands.
"That's an old wish with me," said Cassy. "I've got used to wishing that. I'd die, if I dared to," she said, looking out into the darkness, with that still, fixed9 despair which was the habitual10 expression of her face when at rest.
"It would be wicked to kill one's self," said Emmeline.
"I don't know why,--no wickeder than things we live and do, day after day. But the sisters told me things, when I was in the convent, that make me afraid to die. If it would only be the end of us, why, then--"
Emmeline turned away, and hid her face in her hands.
While this conversation was passing in the chamber11, Legree, overcome with his carouse12, had sunk to sleep in the room below. Legree was not an habitual drunkard. His coarse, strong nature craved13, and could endure, a continual stimulation14, that would have utterly15 wrecked16 and crazed a finer one. But a deep, underlying17 spirit of cautiousness prevented his often yielding to appetite in such measure as to lose control of himself
This night, however, in his feverish18 efforts to banish19 from his mind those fearful elements of woe20 and remorse21 which woke within him, he had indulged more than common; so that, when he had discharged his sable22 attendants, he fell heavily on a settle in the room, and was sound asleep.
O! how dares the bad soul to enter the shadowy world of sleep?--that land whose dim outlines lie so fearfully near to the mystic scene of retribution! Legree dreamed. In his heavy and feverish sleep, a veiled form stood beside him, and laid a cold, soft hand upon him. He thought he knew who it was; and shuddered23, with creeping horror, though the face was veiled. Then he thought he felt _that hair_ twining round his fingers; and then, that it slid smoothly24 round his neck, and tightened25 and tightened, and he could not draw his breath; and then he thought voices _whispered_ to him,--whispers that chilled him with horror. Then it seemed to him he was on the edge of a frightful26 abyss, holding on and struggling in mortal fear, while dark hands stretched up, and were pulling him over; and Cassy came behind him laughing, and pushed him. And then rose up that solemn veiled figure, and drew aside the veil. It was his mother; and she turned away from him, and he fell down, down, down, amid a confused noise of shrieks27, and groans28, and shouts of demon29 laughter,--and Legree awoke.
Calmly the rosy30 hue31 of dawn was stealing into the room. The morning star stood, with its solemn, holy eye of light, looking down on the man of sin, from out the brightening sky. O, with what freshness, what solemnity and beauty, is each new day born; as if to say to insensate man, "Behold32! thou hast one more chance! _Strive_ for immortal33 glory!" There is no speech nor language where this voice is not heard; but the bold, bad man heard it not. He woke with an oath and a curse. What to him was the gold and purple, the daily miracle of morning! What to him the sanctity of the star which the Son of God has hallowed as his own emblem34? Brute-like, he saw without perceiving; and, stumbling forward, poured out a tumbler of brandy, and drank half of it.
"I've had a h--l of a night!" he said to Cassy, who just then entered from an opposite door.
"You'll get plenty of the same sort, by and by," said she, dryly.
"What do you mean, you minx?"
"You'll find out, one of these days," returned Cassy, in the same tone. "Now Simon, I've one piece of advice to give you."
"The devil, you have!"
"My advice is," said Cassy, steadily35, as she began adjusting some things about the room, "that you let Tom alone."
"What business is 't of yours?"
"What? To be sure, I don't know what it should be. If you want to pay twelve hundred for a fellow, and use him right up in the press of the season, just to serve your own spite, it's no business of mine, I've done what I could for him."
"You have? What business have you meddling36 in my matters?"
"None, to be sure. I've saved you some thousands of dollars, at different times, by taking care of your hands,--that's all the thanks I get. If your crop comes shorter into market than any of theirs, you won't lose your bet, I suppose? Tompkins won't lord it over you, I suppose,--and you'll pay down your money like a lady, won't you? I think I see you doing it!"
Legree, like many other planters, had but one form of ambition,--to have in the heaviest crop of the season,--and he had several bets on this very present season pending37 in the next town. Cassy, therefore, with woman's tact38, touched the only string that could be made to vibrate.
"Well, I'll let him off at what he's got," said Legree; "but he shall beg my pardon, and promise better fashions."
"That he won't do," said Cassy.
"Won't,-- eh?"
"No, he won't," said Cassy.
"I'd like to know _why_, Mistress," said Legree, in the extreme of scorn.
"Because he's done right, and he knows it, and won't say he's done wrong."
"Who a cuss cares what he knows? The nigger shall say what I please, or--"
"Or, you'll lose your bet on the cotton crop, by keeping him out of the field, just at this very press."
"But he _will_ give up,--course, he will; don't I know what niggers is? He'll beg like a dog, this morning."
He won't, Simon; you don't know this kind. You may kill him by inches,--you won't get the first word of confession39 out of him."
"We'll see,--where is he?" said Legree, going out.
"In the waste-room of the gin-house," said Cassy.
Legree, though he talked so stoutly40 to Cassy, still sallied forth41 from the house with a degree of misgiving42 which was not common with him. His dreams of the past night, mingled43 with Cassy's prudential suggestions, considerably44 affected45 his mind. He resolved that nobody should be witness of his encounter with Tom; and determined46, if he could not subdue47 him by bullying48, to defer49 his vengeance50, to be wreaked51 in a more convenient season.
The solemn light of dawn--the angelic glory of the morning-star--had looked in through the rude window of the shed where Tom was lying; and, as if descending52 on that star-beam, came the solemn words, "I am the root and offspring of David, and the bright and morning star." The mysterious warnings and intimations of Cassy, so far from discouraging his soul, in the end had roused it as with a heavenly call. He did not know but that the day of his death was dawning in the sky; and his heart throbbed53 with solemn throes of joy and desire, as he thought that the wondrous54 _all_, of which he had often pondered,--the great white throne, with its ever radiant rainbow; the white-robed multitude, with voices as many waters; the crowns, the palms, the harps,--might all break upon his vision before that sun should set again. And, therefore, without shuddering55 or trembling, he heard the voice of his persecutor56, as he drew near.
"Well, my boy," said Legree, with a contemptuous kick, "how do you find yourself? Didn't I tell yer I could larn yer a thing or two? How do yer like it--eh?
How did yer whaling agree with yer, Tom? An't quite so crank as ye was last night. Ye couldn't treat a poor sinner, now, to a bit of sermon, could ye,--eh?"
Tom answered nothing.
"Get up, you beast!" said Legree, kicking him again.
This was a difficult matter for one so bruised57 and faint; and, as Tom made efforts to do so, Legree laughed brutally58.
"What makes ye so spry, this morning, Tom? Cotched cold, may be, last night."
Tom by this time had gained his feet, and was confronting his master with a steady, unmoved front.
"The devil, you can!" said Legree, looking him over. "I believe you haven't got enough yet. Now, Tom, get right down on yer knees and beg my pardon, for yer shines last night."
Tom did not move.
"Down, you dog!" said Legree, striking him with his riding-whip.
"Mas'r Legree," said Tom, "I can't do it. I did only what I thought was right. I shall do just so again, if ever the time comes. I never will do a cruel thing, come what may."
"Yes, but ye don't know what may come, Master Tom. Ye think what you've got is something. I tell you 'tan't anything,--nothing 't all. How would ye like to be tied to a tree, and have a slow fire lit up around ye;--wouldn't that be pleasant,--eh, Tom?"
"Mas'r," said Tom, "I know ye can do dreadful things; but,"--he stretched himself upward and clasped his hands,--"but, after ye've killed the body, there an't no more ye can do. And O, there's all ETERNITY59 to come, after that!"
ETERNITY,--the word thrilled through the black man's soul with light and power, as he spoke60; it thrilled through the sinner's soul, too, like the bite of a scorpion61. Legree gnashed on him with his teeth, but rage kept him silent; and Tom, like a man disenthralled, spoke, in a clear and cheerful voice,
"Mas'r Legree, as ye bought me, I'll be a true and faithful servant to ye. I'll give ye all the work of my hands, all my time, all my strength; but my soul I won't give up to mortal man. I will hold on to the Lord, and put his commands before all,--die or live; you may be sure on 't. Mas'r Legree, I ain't a grain afeard to die. I'd as soon die as not. Ye may whip me, starve me, burn me,--it'll only send me sooner where I want to go."
"I'll make ye give out, though, 'fore7 I've done!" said Legree, in a rage.
"I shall have _help_," said Tom; "you'll never do it."
"Who the devil's going to help you?" said Legree, scornfully.
"The Lord Almighty," said Tom.
"D--n you!" said Legree, as with one blow of his fist he felled Tom to the earth.
A cold soft hand fell on Legree's at this moment. He turned,--it was Cassy's; but the cold soft touch recalled his dream of the night before, and, flashing through the chambers62 of his brain, came all the fearful images of the night-watches, with a portion of the horror that accompanied them.
"Will you be a fool?" said Cassy, in French. "Let him go! Let me alone to get him fit to be in the field again. Isn't it just as I told you?"
They say the alligator63, the rhinoceros64, though enclosed in bullet-proof mail, have each a spot where they are vulnerable; and fierce, reckless, unbelieving reprobates65, have commonly this point in superstitious66 dread6.
Legree turned away, determined to let the point go for the time.
"Well, have it your own way," he said, doggedly67, to Cassy.
"Hark, ye!" he said to Tom; "I won't deal with ye now, because the business is pressing, and I want all my hands; but I _never_ forget. I'll score it against ye, and sometime I'll have my pay out o' yer old black hide,--mind ye!"
Legree turned, and went out.
"There you go," said Cassy, looking darkly after him; "your reckoning's to come, yet!--My poor fellow, how are you?"
"The Lord God hath sent his angel, and shut the lion's mouth, for this time," said Tom.
"For this time, to be sure," said Cassy; "but now you've got his ill will upon you, to follow you day in, day out, hanging like a dog on your throat,--sucking your blood, bleeding away your life, drop by drop. I know the man."
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