"Liberty--liberty!" shouted the old man; "oh, bless my ears with a
repetition of the word! Say again that I am free, and I will indeed
believe you!"
"From this moment," repeated the Governor, "I declare you free; and
these your friends are witnesses of that declaration."
Carlo sunk at the feet of his generous master; embraced his knees; and,
whilst the tears of gratitude rolled down his cheeks, in broken accents
breathed his thanks. The Governor appeared affected--
"At how easy a price," he cried, addressing the Captain, "might man,
would he reflect, dispense happiness on a fellow-creature. I declare,
till this moment I never felt the irresistible power of nature, or how
nearly allied the free man was to the slave. Rise, Carlo; I will make it
my business to provide for you in a manner more suitable to your
deserts."
"That," said Harland, "shall be my care. The obligations I am under to
Carlo, can never be repaid; but I will instantly assign over to him,
property to the value of two thousand pounds, as an acknowledgment for
the services he has rendered me, and as a peace-offering for the
sentiments I once expressed; and if he will go with me to England, I
will settle him to his satisfaction, either in a mercantile or
agricultural situation."
Carlo rose from the feet of his late master, and grasping Harland's arm,
said energetically--"I thank you!--my heart feels your bounty, but I
cannot speak its sentiments. Not to England, however, do I wish to go.
Give me half the wealth you have named, and let me return to Coromandel;
the land where first I drew my breath; the land whence, ere fourteen
revolving seasons had marked my life, I was basely torn from freedom,
friends, and kindred!--but I beg your pardon; in this moment when my
soul is overflowing with joy--with gratitude--I ought not to intrude a
tale of misery, or vex your ears with woes which no longer exist."
"I have often, Carlo," said the Governor, "thought you superior to a
common slave; but the duties of my situation, and my own more immediate
concerns, prevented my ever questioning you on the subject; but as the
late events have introduced you more particularly to our notice, these
your friends, I doubt not, will excuse my inquiring by what accident you
were forced into slavery?"
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