by de throat, and in his hurry to get her
away, stumbled ober one ob de young uns wid his great heaby boots, dat
was made 'spressly to kick de fractious niggars, as he called it, and de
chile neber breathe again! he had step clean on to its neck, strangling
it in an instant! At de sight ob her chile, all bleedin', and still,
poor Phillis become all quiet, and her eyes were shut, just like good
missus, when she find massa Harry take hesef away. Ole massa he 'pear
rather sober like, when he find one ob his niggars killed, for he sot a
heap on de young uns dat was comin' up, 'cause dey be big enough soon to
be ob some 'count; but de trader hand ober fifty dollar bill, to make
de accident good, and took de opportunity to get away, 'fore Phillis
come to again; but dey not say any ting to me 'bout my loss, and 'pears
like dey could not cober de great break in my heart, wid all de fifty
dollar bills in Berginny. Dat was de last time I eber sees my Phillis. I
specks by dis time dey hab got de work all out ob her, and I hopes dey
hab, missy; for though she neber hear ob dat place where all are made
bright, I know she good enough to find de way; but I hopes she not be
too full ob shine, coz I fraid I not know her from de white folks."

"I hope you will meet her there, indeed, Vingo: for after such a
separation here, how great will be your joy. I feel assured that the
poor down-trodden negro will not be in that day forgotten; the dreadful
curse which hangs over your race will then be explained, and I fear
there will be many called to an account for the wrongs which they have
done their fellow-men. But what became of your child, Vingo? Did you not
feel grateful that one of your dear ones was spared to you?"

"Ah, missy, I tinks dar no place for gratitude in de slabe's heart; and
sometimes I specks I neber hab a heart, till missy Sea-flower spare me
a part ob hers. Well, after Phillis and de young un tuck away, 'pears
like I neber look up any more; and if it not for de little Phillis dat
was left, I tink I clean gib up. I takes her wid me to de cotton field,
and she lay and look at me all day long, so strange like, as if she want
to know why we dar all alone; and at night I feed her wid de corn-cake,
like her poor mammy used to do, and at eb'ry mouthful she look up in my
face, den at de door, to see if its mammy not comin'. After a while I
gets a little used to de ache, which I hab since Phillis tuck away, and
all de time I not at w