ELIZA FINDS A REFUGE A lady and gentleman were sitting talking happily together in the drawing-room of the white house to which Eliza had gone.

Suddenly their old black man-of-all-work put his head in at the door and said, 'Will missis come into the kitchen ?' The lady went.

Presently she called to her husband, 'I do wish you would come here a moment.' He rose and went into the kitchen.
There lay Eliza on two kitchen chairs.

Her poor feet were all cut and bleeding, and she had fainted quite away.

The master of the house drew his breath short, and stood silent.
[Illustration] His wife and the cook were trying to bring Eliza round.