I raved and cursed,--cursed God and man; and, for a while, I believe, he really was afraid of me.

But he didn't give up so.

He told me that my children were sold, but whether I ever saw their faces again, depended on him; and that, if I wasn't quiet, they should smart for it.

Well, you can do anything with a woman, when you've got her children.

He made me submit; he made me be peaceable; he flattered me with hopes that, perhaps, he would buy them back; and so things went on, a week or two.