The fever has exhausted all her rallying power, and yet, dear as she is to me, I would rather consign her to the deepest grave than see her forced to be a slave." "So would I.I wish I could die myself." "Oh, Iola, do not talk so.

Strive to be a Christian, to have faith in the darkest hour.

Were it not for my hope of heaven I couldn't stand all this trouble." "Mother, are these people Christians who made these laws which are robbing us of our inheritance and reducing us to slavery?
If this is Christianity I hate and despise it.

Would the most cruel heathen do worse ?" "My dear child, I have not learned my Christianity from them.

I have learned it at the foot of the cross, and from this book," she said, placing a New Testament in Iola's hands.