' That was not kind, as black people suffer pain
just in the same way as white people do.
One of the saddest things for the poor slaves was that they could never
long be a happy family all together--father, mother, and little brothers
and sisters--because at any time the master might sell the father or the
mother or one of the children to some one else. When this happened those
who were left behind were very sad indeed--more sad than if their dear
one had died.
Uncle Tom was a slave. He was a very faithful and honest servant, and
his master, Mr. Shelby, was kind to him. Uncle Tom's wife was called
Aunt Chloe. She was Mr. Shelby's head cook, and a very good one too, she
was. Nobody in all the country round could make such delicious pies and
cakes as Aunt Chloe.
Uncle Tom and Aunt Chloe lived together in a pretty little cottage built
of wood, quite close to Mr. Shelby's big house.
The little cottage was covered with climbing roses, and the garden was
full of beautiful bright flowers and lovely fruit trees.
Uncle Tom and Aunt Chloe lived happily for many years in their little
cottage, or cabin, as it was called. All day Uncle Tom used to work in
the fields, while Aunt Chloe was busy in the kitchen at Mr. Shelby's
house. When evening came they both went home to their cottage and their
children, and were merry together.
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