Treasure?

What  is  the  measure

 

                             of  your  treasure?          – eab, 1/96

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Heather

Heather Colwell Bryan’s the name.

If that seems odd, Dad and Mom are to blame.

Heather is some kind of wild flower, I guess,

To be a botanist, you see, I don’t profess,

But that’s what they call me, just the same.

 

Colwell I know a bit more about;

Pop’s Mom was one, that much I’ve found out.

Good people, those Colwells;

Though some I’ve not met.

The girls changed their name (Uncle John hasn’t yet.)

Believe I’ll keep mine, for all of life’s route.

 

My last name’s just like William Jennings Bryan.

(All three would be, if I’d been a boy – no lyin’.)

So there you have it, my names complete,

Until at the altar (D.V.) my husband I meet.

And that’s too far away now for sighin’ and cryin’.

Tweet, tweet.                            -eab, 3/20/1975

 

 

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Harriet Beecher Stowe – published, Mar. 20, 1852

“I looks like gwine to heaven, an’t thar where white folks is gwine? S’pose they’d have me thar? I’d rather go to torment, and get away from Mas’r and Missis. I had so.”
            – Harriet Beecher Stowe, Uncle Tom’s Cabin, Ch. 18

 

“It’s jest no use tryin’ to keep Miss Eva here. She’s got the Lord’s mark on her forehead.”

                – Harriet Beecher Stowe, Uncle Tom’s Cabin, Ch. 24

 

“When I was a girl, I thought I was religious; I used to love God and prayer. Now, I’m a lost soul, pursued by devils that torment me day and night; they keep pushing me on and on–and I’ll do it, too, some of these days! I’ll send him where he belongs,–a short way, too,–one of these nights, if they burn me alive for it!”
            – Harriet Beecher Stowe, Uncle Tom’s Cabin, Ch. 34

 

“You’re afraid of me, Simon, and you’ve reason to be. But be careful, for I’ve got the devil in me!”
            – Harriet Beecher Stowe, Uncle Tom’s Cabin, Ch. 35

 

“From his deepest soul, he that hour loosed and parted from every hope in the life that now is, and offered his own will an unquestioning sacrifice to the Infinite. Tom looked up to the silent, ever-living stars,–types of the angelic hosts who ever look down on man; and the solitude of the night rung with the triumphant words of a hymn, which he had sung often in happier days, but never with such feeling as now.”
                – Harriet Beecher Stowe, Uncle Tom’s Cabin, Ch. 38

 

“Don’t call me poor fellow! I have been poor fellow; but that’s all past and gone, now. I’m right in the door, going into glory! O, Mas’r George! Heaven has come! I’ve got the victory!–the Lord Jesus has given it to me! Glory be to His name!”
            – Harriet Beecher Stowe, Uncle Tom’s Cabin, Ch. 41

 

“Witness, eternal God! Oh, witness, that, from this hour, I will do what one man can to drive out this curse of slavery from my land!”
            – Harriet Beecher Stowe, Uncle Tom’s Cabin, Ch. 41

 

“A day of grace is yet held out to us. Both North and South have been guilty before God; and the Christian church has a heavy account to answer. Not by combining together, to protect injustice and cruelty, and making a common capital of sin, is this Union to be saved,–but by repentance, justice and mercy; for, not surer is the eternal law by which the millstone sinks in the ocean, than that stronger law, by which injustice and cruelty shall bring on nations the wrath of Almighty God!”
            – Harriet Beecher Stowe, Uncle Tom’s Cabin, Ch. 45

Harriet Beecher Stowe published her classic novel Uncle Tom’s Cabin this date (3/20/1852).

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