151] SLAVE'S FRIEND. 11 ROSE AND MISS BELLE. On one memorable New-Year’s day, when Isabella was a child of eight years, she presented Rose a changeable silk dress. - It—was a-fine—affair,-and-Rose was pleased and grateful. “ Now,” said Isabella, “ you are as grand and as happy as any lady in the land—are you not, Rose ?” “ Happy 1” echoed Rose, her countenance changing ; “ I may seem so—but since I came to a thinking age, I never had one happy hour, or minute, Miss Belle?” “ Oh, Rose, Rose! Why not, for pity’s sake?” “ I am a slape,” “ Pshaw, Rosy dear ! is that all ? I thought you were in earnest; and she added in an expostulary tone, “ Are not papa and mamma ever so kind to you ? and do not Herbert and I love you next best to them ?” “ Yes, and that lightens the yoke; but still it is a yoke, and it galls. I call
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