"
"Georgiana, my dear, you are an abolitionist,--your talk is
fanaticism!" said Mr. Wilson, in rather a sharp tone; but the
subdued look of the girl and the presence of Carlingham caused him
to soften his language.
Mr. Wilson having lost his wife by consumption, and Georgiana being
his only child, he loved her too dearly to say more, even if he
felt disposed. A silence followed this exhortation from the young
Christian, but her remarks had done a noble work. The father's
heart was touched, and the sceptic, for the first time, was
viewing Christianity in its true light.
CHAPTER VIII
A NIGHT IN THE PARSON'S KITCHEN.
BESIDES Agnes, whom Mr. Wilson had purchased from the slave-trader,
Jennings, he kept a number of house-servants. The chief one of
these was Sam, who must be regarded as second only to the parson
himself. If a dinner-party was in contemplation, or any company
was to be invited, after all the arrangements had been talked over
by the minister and his daughter. Sam was sure to be consulted on,
the subject by "Miss Georgy," as Miss Wilson was called by all the
servants. If furniture, crockery, or anything was to be purchased,
Sam felt that he had been slighted if his opinion was not asked.
As to the marketing, he did it all. He sat at the head of the
servants' table in the kitchen, and was master of the ceremonies.
A single look from him was enough to silence any conversation or
noise among the servants in the kitchen or in any other part of
the premises.
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