Category: Uncle Tom’s Cabin; or, Life Among the Lowly

CHAPTER XIV

Evangeline

“A young star! which shone O’er life – too sweet an image, for such glass! A lovely being, scarcely formed or moulded; A rose with all its sweetest leaves yet folded.”

The Mississippi! How, as by an … Read the rest

CHAPTER XIII

The Quaker Settlement

A quiet scene now rises before us. A large, roomy, neatly-painted kitchen, its yellow floor glossy and smooth, and without a particle of dust; a neat, well-blacked cooking-stove; rows of shining tin, suggestive of unmentionable … Read the rest

CHAPTER XII

Select Incident of Lawful Trade

“In Ramah there was a voice heard, – weeping, and lamentation, and great mourning; Rachel weeping for her children, and would not be comforted.”(Jer. 31:15).

Mr. Haley and Tom jogged onward in their … Read the rest

CHAPTER XI

In Which Property Gets into an Improper State of Mind

It was late in a drizzly afternoon that a traveler alighted at the door of a small country hotel, in the village of N – – , in … Read the rest

CHAPTER X

The Property Is Carried Off

The February morning looked gray and drizzling through the window of Uncle Tom’s cabin. It looked on downcast faces, the images of mournful hearts. The little table stood out before the fire, covered … Read the rest

CHAPTER XXV The Little Evangelist It was Sunday afternoon. St. Clare was stretched on a bamboo lounge in the verandah, solacing himself with a cigar. Marie lay reclined on a sofa, opposite the window opening on the verandah, closely secluded, … Read the rest

CHAPTER IX

In Which It Appears That a Senator Is But a Man

The light of the cheerful fire shone on the rug and carpet of a cosey parlor, and glittered on the sides of the tea-cups and well-brightened tea-pot, … Read the rest

CHAPTER XXIV

Foreshadowings

Two days after this, Alfred St. Clare and Augustine parted; and Eva, who had been stimulated, by the society of her young cousin, to exertions beyond her strength, began to fail rapidly. St. Clare was at last … Read the rest

CHAPTER VIII

Eliza’s Escape

Eliza made her desperate retreat across the river just in the dusk of twilight. The gray mist of evening, rising slowly from the river, enveloped her as she disappeared up the bank, and the swollen current … Read the rest

CHAPTER XXIII

Henrique

About this time, St. Clare’s brother Alfred, with his eldest son, a boy of twelve, spent a day or two with the family at the lake.

No sight could be more singular and beautiful than that of … Read the rest