Eliza Hatton sat in her neatly appointed little
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f this story were chronicling the doings ofsome fanciful Negro, or some really rude planta-tion hand, it might be said that the ‘frontroom was filled with a conglomeration of cheapbut pretentious furniture, and the walls coveredwith gaudy prints’? —this seems to be the usualphrase. But in it the chronicler too often for-gets how many Negroes were house-servants,and from close contact with their master’sfamilies imbibed aristocratic notions and quietbut elegant tastes.
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