"Haven't you been a slaving of yourself all your life for her, and I guess you've a right to be paid for it.

I guess you think the rags on your back good wages enough ?" Susan looked at her neat dress, and thought they were very nice rags, compared to the clothes her landlady had on; but the Abolitionist was in a hurry.
"Come," said he, "I'm not going to spend all my time on you; if you want to be free, come along; pay what you owe and start." "But I have only this quarter," said Susan, despairingly.
"I don't calculate to give runaway niggers their supper, and night's lodging and breakfast for twenty-five cents," said the woman.

"I aint so green as that, I can tell you.

If you've got no money, open your bundle, and we can make a trade, like as not." Susan opened her bundle, (which was a good strong carpet-bag her mistress had given her,) and after some hesitation, the woman selected as her due a nice imitation of Cashmere shawl, the last present her mistress had given her.

It had cost four dollars.