Uncle Alfred isn't like you, and mamma isn't; and then, think of poor old Prue's owners! What horrid things people do, and can do!" and Eva shuddered.
"My dear child, you are too sensitive.

I'm sorry I ever let you hear such stories." "O, that's what troubles me, papa.

You want me to live so happy, and never to have any pain,--never suffer anything,--not even hear a sad story, when other poor creatures have nothing but pain and sorrow, an their lives;--it seems selfish.

I ought to know such things, I ought to feel about them! Such things always sunk into my heart; they went down deep; I've thought and thought about them.

Papa, isn't there any way to have all slaves made free ?" "That's a difficult question, dearest.