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4   Patrick  Henry        Patrick  Henry                   5

 friends  and debts fast enough, but Patrick could not   than usual buzz of interest and attention as a  young
 make  a  living.  Patrick  could  not run  a  store. ,  So   Lancashire  lass  was  placed  upon  the  block.   She
 William  went  back  to  his  father's  law  court  and   was  the  highest  type  of  slavery  requirements,  her
 Patrick  went  back  to  his  roan  horse  and  to  his   movements  denoting  health  and  strength,  and  be-
 forests.  And  it is doubtful  if  the society  of  James-  sides  she  was  undeniably  attractive,  even  pretty.
 town  would  ever  have  looked  upon  Patrick  again   She  was  one  of  those  unfortunates  who  had  done
 if  it  had  not  been  for  the  same  reason  that  Adam   no  wrong,  save  to  come  within  the  scope  of  that
 was  enmeshed-a woman.  The  woman in  this  case   barbarous  law  of  the'  day,  that  yoke  from  which
 was a  young girl-Doxey.  Doxey, the tavern keep-  the civilized world had not as  yet freed  itself.  The
 er's  daughter.  Doxey,  the  barmaid,  a  young  miss   bidding took on a  new zest, it became more spirited.
 scarcely  20  years  of  age,  whose  roguish  eyes  had   A  young  miss,  being  no  less  a  personage  than  the
 ensnared all the  dandies of Jam es town and  the sur-  Governor's  daughter,  was  constantly  pinching  the
 rounding  country.  But  there  was  and  will  be  no   arm  of  her escort as  he rose in the price  of his  bids
 denying, good reader, where the affections of Doxey   and  they  became  higher  and  higher.  It finally  set-
 lay.  The dandies with their canes and jeweled snuff   tled down to two bidders,  the young Miss  and  Lige
 boxes  and  their  fine  equipage  meant  nothing  to   Wethersby,  a  huge  bulk  of  a  man,  all  animal,  all
 Doxey.  Doxey  loved  Patrick  and  Patrick  loved   brute,  who,  as  he  defiantly  snapped  out  his  bids,
 Doxey.  But  there  was  Patrick's _.ne'er' do  well  na-  gripped the stock of his whip.  He was getting near
 ture and there was  Doxey's father,  an obdurate and   the  topmost  mark  to  which  he  could  go  and  again
 hard  headed  old  Tory,  a  misguided  Englishman,   sell  at  a  profit,  for  Lige  Wethersby  trafficked  in
 playing,  as  many  other good  Englishmen  did,  into   human souls.  Still higher  and  higher  the  price  be-
 the  hands of  King George.  And did · he  not,  where   came.  The  young  slave  girl  looked  appealingly  at
 Patrick was concerned, have full justice on his side?   the young Miss.  The young Miss again pressed the
 He loved his motherless daughter, Doxey, as he had   arm  of her  escort.  She  had played  all  she  had  and
 a  right to do.  And was not Patrick Henry a  proven   all  she  could  raise.  The  figure  was  away  above
 no  account fisherman  lout?   normal, but Lige W ethersby was  no  longer bidding
             to  buy  and  sell,  at least,  not  to  sell  at  once,  not  to
 The auction  block had been occupied and vacated   sell  until  he had broken  the  spirit of this  slave girl
 many times  and  the  slaves  who  were  sold  were  in   devil,  whose  eyes  defied  him,  not  to  sell  until  he
 the hands of their masters ; some were hard visaged   had first broken her in mind and body,  for  the slave
 characters  with  rebellion  stamped  all  over  them,   laws  were  lax  and  much  winked  at  in  those  days
 some  meek  and  ashamed,  but  all  of  them  sturdy   when  our  forefathers  were  working at  the  civiliza-
 and strong.  The old world knew what kind  of ma-  tion  of  the  human  race.
 terial to send to the new world.  There was a  more
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