is it?

A wild, pathetic voice, chants a hymn common among the slaves:

"O there'll be mourning, mourning, mourning,
O there'll be mourning, at the judgment-seat of Christ!"

"Blast the girl!" said Legree. "I'll choke her.--Em! Em!" he called,
harshly; but only a mocking echo from the walls answered him. The sweet
voice still sung on:

"Parents and children there shall part!
Parents and children there shall part!
Shall part to meet no more!"

And clear and loud swelled through the empty halls the refrain,

"O there'll be mourning, mourning, mourning,
O there'll be mourning, at the judgment-seat of Christ!"

Legree stopped. He would have been ashamed to tell of it, but large
drops of sweat stood on his forehead, his heart beat heavy and thick
with fear; he even thought he saw something white rising and glimmering
in the gloom before him, and shuddered to think what if the form of his
dead mother should suddenly appear to him.

"I know one thing," he said to himself, as he stumbled back in the
sitting-room, and sat down; "I'll let that fellow alone, after this!
What did I want of his cussed paper? I b'lieve I am bewitched, sure
enough! I've been shivering and sweating, ever since! Where did he get
that hair? It couldn't have been _that!_ I burnt _that_ up, I know I
did! It would be a joke, if hair could rise from the dead!"

Ah, Legree! that golden tress _was_ charmed; each hair had in it a spell
of terror and remorse for thee, and was used by a mightier power to bind
thy cruel hands from inflicting uttermost evil on the helpless!

"I say," said Legree, stamping and whistling to the dogs, "wake up, some
of you, and keep me company!" but the dogs only opened one eye at him,
sleepily, and closed it again.

"I'll have Sambo and Quimbo up here, to sing and dance one of their hell
dances, and keep off these horrid notions," said Legree; and, putting
on his hat, he went on to the verandah, and blew a horn, with which he
commonly summoned his two sable drivers.

Legree was often wont, when in a gracious humor, to get these two
worthies into his sitting-room, and, after warming them up with whiskey,
amuse himself by setting them to singing, dancing or fighting, as the
humor took him.

It was between one and two o'clock at night, as Cassy was returning
from her ministrations to poor Tom, that she heard the sound of wild
shrieking, whooping, halloing, and singing, from the sitting-