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When
sufficiently
"
tanned
,
"
he
allowed
me
to
arise
,
and
with
a
half-malicious
laugh
assured
me
,
if
I
still
fancied
the
business
,
he
would
give
me
further
instruction
in
it
whenever
I
desired
.
This
time
,
he
remarked
,
he
had
only
given
me
a
short
lesson
in
"
tanning
"
--
the
next
time
he
would
"
curry
me
down
.
"
Uncle
Abram
,
also
,
was
frequently
treated
with
great
brutality
,
although
he
was
one
of
the
kindest
and
most
faithful
creatures
in
the
world
.
He
was
my
cabin-mate
for
years
.
There
was
a
benevolent
expression
in
the
old
man
's
face
,
pleasant
to
behold
.
He
regarded
us
with
a
kind
of
parental
feeling
,
always
counseling
us
with
remarkable
gravity
and
deliberation
.
Returning
from
Marshall
's
plantation
one
afternoon
,
whither
I
had
been
sent
on
some
errand
of
the
mistress
,
I
found
him
lying
on
the
cabin
floor
,
his
clothes
saturated
with
blood
.
He
informed
me
that
he
had
been
stabbed
!
While
spreading
cotton
on
the
scaffold
,
Epps
came
home
intoxicated
from
Holmesville
.
He
found
fault
with
every
thing
,
giving
many
orders
so
directly
contrary
that
it
was
impossible
to
execute
any
of
them
.
Uncle
Abram
,
whose
faculties
were
growing
dull
,
became
confused
,
and
committed
some
blunder
of
no
particular
consequence
.
Epps
was
so
enraged
thereat
,
that
,
with
drunken
recklessness
,
he
flew
upon
the
old
man
,
and
stabbed
him
in
the
back
.
It
was
a
long
,
ugly
wound
,
but
did
not
happen
to
penetrate
far
enough
to
result
fatally
.
It
was
sewed
up
by
the
mistress
,
who
censured
her
husband
with
extreme
severity
,
not
only
denouncing
his
inhumanity
,
but
declaring
that
she
expected
nothing
else
than
that
he
would
bring
the
family
to
poverty
--
that
he
would
kill
all
the
slaves
on
the
plantation
in
some
of
his
drunken
fits
.
It
was
no
uncommon
thing
with
him
to
prostrate
Aunt
Phebe
with
a
chair
or
stick
of
wood
;
but
the
most
cruel
whipping
that
ever
I
was
doomed
to
witness
--
one
I
can
never
recall
with
any
other
emotion
than
that
of
horror
--
was
inflicted
on
the
unfortunate
Patsey
.
It
has
been
seen
that
the
jealousy
and
hatred
of
Mistress
Epps
made
the
daily
life
of
her
young
and
agile
slave
completely
miserable
.
I
am
happy
in
the
belief
that
on
numerous
occasions
I
was
the
means
of
averting
punishment
from
the
inoffensive
girl
.
In
Epps
'
absence
the
mistress
often
ordered
me
to
whip
her
without
the
remotest
provocation
.
I
would
refuse
,
saying
that
I
feared
my
master
's
displeasure
,
and
several
times
ventured
to
remonstrate
with
her
against
the
treatment
Patsey
received
.
I
endeavored
to
impress
her
with
the
truth
that
the
latter
was
not
responsible
for
the
acts
of
which
she
complained
,
but
that
she
being
a
slave
,
and
subject
entirely
to
her
master
's
will
,
he
alone
was
answerable
.
At
length
"
the
green-eyed
monster
"
crept
into
the
soul
of
Epps
also
,
and
then
it
was
that
he
joined
with
his
wrathful
wife
in
an
infernal
jubilee
over
the
girl
's
miseries
.
On
a
Sabbath
day
in
hoeing
time
,
not
long
ago
,
we
were
on
the
bayou
bank
,
washing
our
clothes
,
as
was
our
usual
custom
.
Presently
Patsey
was
missing
.
Epps
called
aloud
,
but
there
was
no
answer
.
No
one
had
observed
her
leaving
the
yard
,
and
it
was
a
wonder
with
us
whither
she
had
gone
.
In
the
course
of
a
couple
of
hours
she
was
seen
approaching
from
the
direction
of
Shaw
's
.
This
man
,
as
has
been
intimated
,
was
a
notorious
profligate
,
and
withal
not
on
the
most
friendly
terms
with
Epps
.
Harriet
,
his
black
wife
,
knowing
Patsey
's
troubles
,
was
kind
to
her
,
in
consequence
of
which
the
latter
was
in
the
habit
of
going
over
to
see
her
every
opportunity
.
Her
visits
were
prompted
by
friendship
merely
,
but
the
suspicion
gradually
entered
the
brain
of
Epps
,
that
another
and
a
baser
passion
led
her
thither
--
that
it
was
not
Harriet
she
desired
to
meet
,
but
rather
the
unblushing
libertine
,
his
neighbor
.
Patsey
found
her
master
in
a
fearful
rage
on
her
return
.
His
violence
so
alarmed
her
that
at
first
she
attempted
to
evade
direct
answers
to
his
questions
,
which
only
served
to
increase
his
suspicions
.
She
finally
,
however
,
drew
herself
up
proudly
,
and
in
a
spirit
of
indignation
boldly
denied
his
charges
.
"
Missus
do
n't
give
me
soap
to
wash
with
,
as
she
does
the
rest
,
"
said
Patsey
,
"
and
you
know
why
.
I
went
over
to
Harriet
's
to
get
a
piece
,
"
and
saying
this
,
she
drew
it
forth
from
a
pocket
in
her
dress
and
exhibited
it
to
him
.
"
That
's
what
I
went
to
Shaw
's
for
,
Massa
Epps
,
"
continued
she
;
"
the
Lord
knows
that
was
all
.
"
