He was very fond of Tom, and was teaching him to write.

He often used to come and have tea in Uncle Tom's little cottage.

Aunt Chloe used to make her very nicest cakes when Mas'r George came to tea.

But he was not at home now, and did not know that Tom had been sold.
Haley whipped up the horse, and, with a last sad look at the old place, Tom was whirled away to a town called Washington..