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r you, towards him; and when he did not take them, but stood looking at me without speaking a word, I asked him if he did not want the flowers to carry to his home, and put them into his hand; and when I had come up with the school-girls, who had run

his kind are gone, and are buried, no one but himself knows where. He does not look upon the pale faces as brothers, though they trea

est who look as if no one cared for them. I suppose everyb

Sea-flower? why, he almos

black? You are always good to me, and what would I do wi

id old black Bingo; but den, ebry body not l

venor; "and we should walk in the paths of righteousnes

my being left here by the Lord, and goes on muttering something to hi

ng himself, my dear; the n

cruel to any one, but I have seen the prints of a whip-lash on Vingo's neck, where he said his old massa used to whip him; and I asked him many times over, if he was sure

orld. Vingo was brought up in slavery; when you a

tell me I will understand it when I am a little older; and when I sit down by myself, and they think I have forgotten a

looked at the c

mother, have I? I did not feel

was the reason why I did not explain to you. I am always rea

e before I shall be 'a little older,' and then I can realize how

hed the dark brown curls from off her forehead, and looked into her mild, blue eyes. "What makes Sea-flower so quiet? Has anything happened to either of

le in their homes far away in the sky, there is something which comes over me of sadness, making me a great deal happier; and there is one particular star which I always notice, for it seems as if it was looki

ture; you must learn to leave o

ut when father goes away

hink of you every day, sailing on the water with a heart so light. O, it must be so pleasant to live, to sleep on the water! And you will

you; but we wont talk any more a

ny a time had that stern voice been heard above the hurricane's roar, giving the word of

g his ebony head in at the drawing-room door, where sat Mrs. Grosvenor, so busily engaged making those garments for her husband, which she feared would be needed, alas! so soon that she had not pe

she may have gone up to th

massa Harry he

will probably meet her on the way, and if it is not

o many shades lighter than his dri

the Sea-flower since she had left home early in the afternoon; and now Mrs. Grosvenor really began to feel anxious, as she stood looking out into the night

and see what has become of her?

ss; I'll be bound the child has made a safe har

d Harry, who loved well to imitate the nautical phrases

e afore you cotch sight ob dis bit ob fly-away again. De good Lord be praised! but if I don't tink little missy so filled wid what de angels libs on dat she make use ob

have not been out to Quad

of a little pouch, woven together of bright colored basket stuff, slung over her shoulder; a little drab paw, darting from out its deepest recesses in pursuit of a tantalizin

ed it so much! 'Tis the way Quady's people used to carry their babies through these very st

why did you go away so far, and stay so late, my

because I had been a good girl. And so we strolled over the commons together, Charity and I, and I dressed her in wild flowers, and she did look so innocent! On we went, I running after kitten, and then kitten after me, when, before I thought how far we had come, I espied Quady's low home a little way off, and he was sitting at the door. He did not see me until I stood before him, and then he went into his house and brought out a large pipe and gave to me; I thought it so strange that poor Quady should think a little girl could smoke a pipe, but I took it to please him, and then he showed me so many curious things; there was a large bow, and arrows with sharp bits of iron in their heads, and he was going to shoot a little sparrow which sat upon the fence, but I caught his arm, and begged him not to kill the poor thing. I told him God made the

l bible to hear dat chile talk;" was heard i

e horror of sensitive mothers, who shook their heads and said, "she is a strange child." Never was Sea-flower happier than when she might be allowed to go and see the India

ed out the graves of his people; there were no stones, not a mound to mark the spot. Why was there need of any? He alone knew the place; none others had cared to know, until now, when the number of his days had well-nigh been told, this little child, of a summer's day, had breathed upon those ice-bound springs, till they had broke

, to make nice cakes for me, his hands tremble, and I notice he takes all the

display of military had

aulets, the white plumes, and the shining swords, but they

d much rather go and see Quady to-day; it is several days since I have b

ature, you can go to se

w that Quady was not sitting at his door, as he usually did, to watch for her, but instead, the door was closed, and everything around was still; nothing was heard, save the breakers as they dashed upon the sh

as come to you! Look up, and take some

t Spirit; me afraid Great Spirit take me home without seeing little Pale-face once more. Me see my brothers soon; a litt

home, his lands, and the forests which would have been his if the white man had not, long years ago, laid them low; yes, he had breathed a blessing, with his last breath, upon the pale-face. He who had not a brot

much; and at the remembrance she burst into tears, and her tears fell upon the hand of him who lay sleeping. Neptune, hearing the sad tones of his mistress, came and looked into her face; and when she took no notice of him, he crouched at her feet, and howled piteously. And thus they found them, for the little one could not think of leaving her dear Quady there alone. They buried him, as he had wished, by the side of his brothers; and when the Sea-flow

d Vingo, as he walked by the shore, with Sea-flower in

ttle waves in which the stars were sailing upward, up, and as they looked back to us, their s

little black speck

ill be made white, too, when you go there. Don't yo

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are here; if they are good he wil

tink I want

very wicked! Why do

ob de best men in de whole ob Berginny, and I

e distance, and Harry came bounding ov

ce of some of your sisters, as they hold up their heads in the moonlight

tting fall his lower jaw, while the whites of his eyes looked

strong enough; yet I know of boys two or three years younger than I am, who have been around Cape Horn, and are now making a second voyage. I have often heard old Captain Wendall tell of the first voyage father made, when he was b

her go! He has been at home so long, ever since I was born, and how would she

darling!" and the little manly fellow threw his arms around h

no land-lubber; but it my 'pinion you had better stay wid good, kind missus

find a mother like her; and as for Sea-flower, I don't be

; you make me think of lit

der, headed seaward; the sailor's omen of good luc

u will say nothing about going to s

but you do not say anything about yourself; would

ittle fairies, until she fell asleep, and dreamed they had all come to be her sisters; and was awakened in the morning by the tramping of so many little feet, (in near proximity to those brown curls, which seemed to have been awake long before their mistress), and saw fourteen blue eyes looking at her, besides two roguish black

d, "for the last time," to make a voyage in his favorite Tantalizer. Mrs. Grosvenor had earnestly hoped that her husband would follow the sea no more, knowing that their means were sufficient to supply all their wants; and since God in his providence had consigned this little one to their care, she had congratulated herself that there was one more tie to bind her husband to his home; and, indeed, the child was as dear to him as if she had been his own flesh and blood; and as those last seven years upon shore stood up before him, now that he was about to leave all that was dear to him, as having been spent more in keeping with God's laws than in any previous part of his life, he felt that he was a better man. Naturally of a noble, generous disposition, he had gained the respect of all who knew him. Pleasant and gentlemanly in his manners, he was no less

he bitterness of that hour who can tell? She only who has tasted the same cup of sorrow; she who has given to the mercies of the deep him whom she holds most dear on earth. Such an one can indeed realize what were the feelings of that wife, as she sat at the window, her eye fixed upon the ship which was bearing away him whom she might never see more. The white sail is smaller and smaller, until it appears but a speck, and is finally lost in the distance. And then what a sense of desolation! Oh, might we all seek for strength in time of trouble, of Him who will not turn

id, "you will be happy, father, so happy, on the water! But sometimes, when the stars look down upon you, or the great waves break over your ship, you will want to see us; and when you look

n his ear, and it would seem as if that voice of childhood was of riper years. Her words were never forgotten. Over the spirit of the child there came that which she had never known before; ah! gentle one, it is but the first drop of bitterness which must be mingled with the sweets in every