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Uncle Tom’s Cabin, Young Folks’ Edition
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And he was dreadfully angry. The little nigger boys thought it was grand. They shouted and laughed and made faces at him to their hearts’ content.
At last Haley became so angry, that Mr. Shelby offered to give him two men to help him to find Eliza.
But these two men, Sam and Andy, knew quite well that Mrs. Shelby did not want Eliza to be caught, so they put off as much time as they could.
They let loose their horses and Haley’s too. Then they frightened and chased them, till they raced like mad things all over the great lawns which surrounded the house.
Whenever it seemed likely that a horse would be caught, Sam ran up, waving his hat and shouting wildly, ‘Now for it! Cotch him! Cotch him!’ This frightened the horses so much that they galloped off faster than before.
Haley rushed up and down, shouting and using dreadful, naughty words, and stamping with rage all the time.
At last, about twelve o’clock, Sam came riding up with Haley’s horse. ‘He’s cotched,’ he said, seemingly very proud of himself. ‘I cotched him!’
Of course, now it was too late to start before dinner. Besides, the horses were so tired with all their running about, that they had to have a rest.
When at last they did start, Sam led them by a wrong road. So the sun was almost setting before they arrived at the village where Haley hoped to find Eliza.
CHAPTER IV
THE CHASE
When Eliza left Uncle Tom’s cabin, she felt very sad and lonely. She knew she was leaving all the friends she had ever had behind her.
At first Harry was frightened. Soon he grew sleepy. ‘Mother, I don’t need to keep awake, do I?’ he said.
‘No, my darling, sleep, if you want to.’
‘But, mother, if I do get asleep, you won’t let the bad man take me?’
‘No!’
‘You’re sure, an’t you, mother?’
‘Yes, sure.’
Harry dropped his little weary head upon her shoulder, and was soon fast asleep.
Eliza walked on and on, never resting, all through the night. When the sun rose, she was many miles away from her old home. Still she walked on, only stopping, in the middle of the day, to buy a little dinner for herself and Harry at a farm-house.
At last, when it was nearly dark, she arrived at a village, on the banks of the river Ohio. If she could only get across that river, Eliza felt she would be safe.
She went to a little inn on the bank, where a kind-looking woman was busy cooking supper.
‘Is there a boat that takes people across the river now?’ she asked.
‘No, indeed,’ replied the woman. ‘The boats has stopped running. It isn’t safe, there be too many blocks of ice floating about.’
Eliza looked so sad and disappointed when she heard this, that the good woman was sorry for her. Harry too was so tired, that he began to cry.
‘Here, take him into this room,’ said the woman, opening the door into a small bed-room.
Eliza laid her tired little boy upon the bed, and he soon fell fast asleep. But for her there was no rest. She stood at the window, watching the river with its great floating blocks of ice, wondering how she could cross it.
As she stood there she heard a shout. Looking up she saw Sam. She drew back just in time, for Haley and Andy were riding only a yard or two behind him.
It was a dreadful moment for Eliza. Her room opened by a side door to the river. She seized her child and sprang down the steps towards it.
Haley caught sight of her as she disappeared down the bank. Throwing himself from his horse, and calling loudly to Sam and Andy, he was after her in a moment.
In that terrible moment her feet scarcely seemed to touch the ground. The next, she was at the water’s edge.
On they came behind her. With one wild cry and flying leap, she jumped right over the water by the shore, on to the raft of ice beyond. It was a desperate leap. Haley, Sam, and Andy cried out, and lifted up their hands in astonishment.