{"id":21,"date":"2021-06-16T14:18:55","date_gmt":"2021-06-16T18:18:55","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.ryerson.ca\/sketchesofsouthernlife\/?post_type=chapter&p=21"},"modified":"2022-02-01T11:23:25","modified_gmt":"2022-02-01T16:23:25","slug":"aunt-chloe","status":"publish","type":"chapter","link":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/sketchesofsouthernlife\/chapter\/aunt-chloe\/","title":{"raw":"Aunt Chloe","rendered":"Aunt Chloe"},"content":{"raw":"I remember, well remember,\r\nThat dark and dreadful day,\r\nWhen they whispered to me, \"Chloe,\r\nYour children's sold away!\"\r\n\r\nIt seemed as if a bullet\r\nHad shot me through and through,\r\nAnd I felt as if my heart-strings\r\nWas breaking right in two.\r\n\r\nAnd I says to cousin Milly,\r\n\"There must be some mistake;\r\nWhere's Mistus?\" \"In the great house crying\u2014\r\nCrying like her heart would break.\r\n\r\n\"And the lawyer's there with Mistus;\r\nSays he's come to 'ministrate,\r\n'Cause when master died he just left\r\nHeap of debt on the estate.\r\n\r\n\"And I thought 'twould do you good\r\nTo bid your boys good-bye\u2014\r\nTo kiss them both and shake their hands,\r\nAnd have a hearty cry.\r\n\r\n\"Oh! Chloe, I knows how you feel,\r\n'Cause I'se been through it all;\r\nI thought my poor old heart would break,\r\nWhen master sold my Saul.\"\r\n\r\nJust then I heard the footsteps\r\nOf my children at the door,\r\nAnd I rose right up to meet them,\r\nBut I fell upon the floor.\r\n\r\nAnd I heard poor Jakey saying,\r\n\"Oh, mammy, don't you cry!\"\r\nAnd I felt my children kiss me\r\nAnd bid me, both, good-bye.\r\n\r\nThen I had a mighty sorrow,\r\nThough I nursed it all alone;\r\nBut I wasted to a shadow,\r\nAnd turned to skin and bone.\r\n\r\nBut one day dear uncle Jacob\r\n(In heaven he's now a saint)\r\nSaid, \"Your poor heart is in the fire,\r\nBut child you must not faint.\"\r\n\r\nThen I said to uncle Jacob,\r\nIf I was good like you,\r\nWhen the heavy trouble dashed me\r\nI'd know just what to do.\r\n\r\nThen he said to me, \"Poor Chloe,\r\nThe way is open wide:\"\r\nAnd he told me of the Saviour,\r\nAnd the fountain in His side.\r\n\r\nThen he said \"Just take your burden\r\nTo the blessed Master's feet;\r\nI takes all my troubles, Chloe,\r\nRight unto the mercy-seat.\"\r\n\r\nHis words waked up my courage,\r\nAnd I began to pray,\r\nAnd I felt my heavy burden\r\nRolling like a stone away.\r\n\r\nAnd a something seemed to tell me,\r\nYou will see your boys again\u2014\r\nAnd that hope was like a poultice\r\nSpread upon a dreadful pain.\r\n\r\nAnd it often seemed to whisper,\r\nChloe, trust and never fear;\r\nYou'll get justice in the kingdom,\r\nIf you do not get it here.","rendered":"

I remember, well remember,
\nThat dark and dreadful day,
\nWhen they whispered to me, “Chloe,
\nYour children’s sold away!”<\/p>\n

It seemed as if a bullet
\nHad shot me through and through,
\nAnd I felt as if my heart-strings
\nWas breaking right in two.<\/p>\n

And I says to cousin Milly,
\n“There must be some mistake;
\nWhere’s Mistus?” “In the great house crying\u2014
\nCrying like her heart would break.<\/p>\n

“And the lawyer’s there with Mistus;
\nSays he’s come to ‘ministrate,
\n‘Cause when master died he just left
\nHeap of debt on the estate.<\/p>\n

“And I thought ‘twould do you good
\nTo bid your boys good-bye\u2014
\nTo kiss them both and shake their hands,
\nAnd have a hearty cry.<\/p>\n

“Oh! Chloe, I knows how you feel,
\n‘Cause I’se been through it all;
\nI thought my poor old heart would break,
\nWhen master sold my Saul.”<\/p>\n

Just then I heard the footsteps
\nOf my children at the door,
\nAnd I rose right up to meet them,
\nBut I fell upon the floor.<\/p>\n

And I heard poor Jakey saying,
\n“Oh, mammy, don’t you cry!”
\nAnd I felt my children kiss me
\nAnd bid me, both, good-bye.<\/p>\n

Then I had a mighty sorrow,
\nThough I nursed it all alone;
\nBut I wasted to a shadow,
\nAnd turned to skin and bone.<\/p>\n

But one day dear uncle Jacob
\n(In heaven he’s now a saint)
\nSaid, “Your poor heart is in the fire,
\nBut child you must not faint.”<\/p>\n

Then I said to uncle Jacob,
\nIf I was good like you,
\nWhen the heavy trouble dashed me
\nI’d know just what to do.<\/p>\n

Then he said to me, “Poor Chloe,
\nThe way is open wide:”
\nAnd he told me of the Saviour,
\nAnd the fountain in His side.<\/p>\n

Then he said “Just take your burden
\nTo the blessed Master’s feet;
\nI takes all my troubles, Chloe,
\nRight unto the mercy-seat.”<\/p>\n

His words waked up my courage,
\nAnd I began to pray,
\nAnd I felt my heavy burden
\nRolling like a stone away.<\/p>\n

And a something seemed to tell me,
\nYou will see your boys again\u2014
\nAnd that hope was like a poultice
\nSpread upon a dreadful pain.<\/p>\n

And it often seemed to whisper,
\nChloe, trust and never fear;
\nYou’ll get justice in the kingdom,
\nIf you do not get it here.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":299,"menu_order":1,"template":"","meta":{"pb_show_title":"on","pb_short_title":"","pb_subtitle":"","pb_authors":[],"pb_section_license":""},"chapter-type":[48],"contributor":[],"license":[],"class_list":["post-21","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry","chapter-type-numberless"],"part":3,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/sketchesofsouthernlife\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters\/21","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/sketchesofsouthernlife\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/sketchesofsouthernlife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/chapter"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/sketchesofsouthernlife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/299"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/sketchesofsouthernlife\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters\/21\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":65,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/sketchesofsouthernlife\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters\/21\/revisions\/65"}],"part":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/sketchesofsouthernlife\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/parts\/3"}],"metadata":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/sketchesofsouthernlife\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters\/21\/metadata\/"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/sketchesofsouthernlife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=21"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"chapter-type","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/sketchesofsouthernlife\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapter-type?post=21"},{"taxonomy":"contributor","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/sketchesofsouthernlife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/contributor?post=21"},{"taxonomy":"license","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/sketchesofsouthernlife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/license?post=21"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}