At a reception given to emancipators by the emancipated, Harriet Beecher Stowe―noble, simple in her bearings, and now beautiful face, illuminated with heavenly light―looks up to the higher spheres, and says―
Not mine the work, but thine,
Oh! heavenly messengers of peace and freedom!
My brothers and my sisters, Uncle Tom's Cabin was a partnership creation.
I gave my time―my fullest sympathy―I made a study of southern scenes and character, and yet I could never have put the spirit into the book, which still lives, if I had not been dominated by a superior power.
My characters talked for themselves―they dominated me―thank God―
These strange evangels have done a portion of the great work.
