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Clotelle: A Tale of the Southern States

Chapter 8 THE QUADROON'S HOME

Word Count: 924    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

etired from the public roads, and almost hidden among the trees. This was the spot that Henry Linwood had selected for Isabella, the eldest daughter of Agnes. Th

rew in front of her cottage. The passion-flower peony, dahlia, laburnum, and other plant, so abundant in warm cl

married and acknowledged by him. But this was an impossibility under the State laws, even had the young man been disposed to do what was right in the matter. Re

r of a lovely daughter, which its father named Clotelle. The complexion of the child was still fairer than that of its mo

oming more acquainted with the world, and moving continually in the society of young women of his own station, the young man felt that Isabella was a burden to him, and

n his intercourse with his friends had become acquainted with Gertrude Miller, the daughter of a wealthy gentleman

make both him and herself believe that business was the cause of his negligence. When he was with her, she devote

the devoted woman and her child was momentary. His heart had grown hard, and his acts were guided by no fixed principle. Henry and Gertrude had b

and his wife. The child, however, watched the chaise, and startled her mother by screaming out at the top of her voice, "Papa! papa!" and clapped her little hands for joy. The mother turned in haste to look at the strangers, and her eyes encountered those of Henry's pale and dejected countenance. Gertrude's eyes we

that child call you papa?" she i

to say, and without another word pa

, and when she had heard from the lips of her companions how their husbands had proved false

with her flowing curls, and the look of the child, so much resembling the man whom she so dearly loved, coul

e her happiness. Feeling his guilt, he had absented h

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