Harriet Beecher Stowe's Uncle Tom's Cabin.wmv
crimson, but he laughed. O, thats all, is it? he said, gaily. All! said Tom, turning suddenly round and falling on his knees. O, my dear young Masr! Im fraid it will be loss of all-all-body and soul. The good Book says, it biteth like a serpent and stingeth like an adder! my dear Masr! Toms voice choked, and tears ran down his cheeks. You poor, silly fool! said St. Clare, with tears in his own eyes. Get up, Tom. Im not worth crying over. -Uncle Toms Cabin. Harriet Beecher Stowe ... Uncle ...
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