8 MRS. II. BEECHER STOWe's " UNCLE TOM."
tat ion for goodness of heart and an almost saint¬
like benevolence, the habit of intemperance steadily
gained around, ami finallv occasioned his death.
Two negroes on the plantation found him one morn¬
ing lying dead in the middle of a narrow stream,
not a foot in depth. He had been away the night
previous at a social party, and when returning home
had fallen from his horse, probably, and being too
intoxicated to stagger through the stream, fell and
was drowned. " There's the place where inassa
got drownded at;" how well I remember having
it pointed out to me in those very words.
For two or three years my mother and her young
family of six children had resided on the doctor's.
estate, and we had been in the main very happy-
She was a good mother to us, a woman of deep piety,
anxious above all things to touch our hearts with a
sense of religion. How or where she acquired her
knowledge of God, or her acquaintance with the
Lord's Prayer, which she so frequentlv taught us to
repeat, I am unable to say I remember seeing her
often on her knees, and hearing- her pray by repeat¬
ing constant ejaculations, and short phrases which
were within my infant comprehension, and have re¬
mained in my memory to this hour.
Our term of happy union as one family was now,
alas ! at an end. The doctor's death was a great
calamity to us, for the estate and the slaves were to
be sold and the proceeds divided among the heirs.
The first sad announcement that the sale was to be ;
the knowledge that all ties of the past were to be
sundered ; the frantic terror at the idea of being sent