Tom ran . But in the morning little Eva lay on her bed , cold and white , with closed eyes and folded hands . She had gone to God . Mr. St. Clare was very , very unhappy for a long time after Eva died . He had loved her so much , that now his life seemed quite empty without her . He did not forget his promise to her about Tom . He went to his lawyer , and told him to begin writing out the papers that would make Tom free . It took some time to make a slave free . ` Well , Tom , ' said Mr. St. Clare the day after he had spoken to his Lawyer , ` I 'm going to make a free man of you . So have your trunk packed and get ready to set out for home . ' Joy shone in Uncle Tom 's face . ` Bless the Lord , ' he said , raising his hands to heaven . Mr. St. Clare felt rather hurt . He did not like Tom to be so glad to leave him . ` You have n't had such a very bad time here that you need be in such rapture , Tom , ' he said . ` No , no , mas ` r ! ta n't that . It 's bein ' a free man ! That 's what I 'm joyin ' for . ' ` Why , Tom , do n't you think that you are really better off as you are ? '
` No , indeed , Mas ' r St. Clare , ' said XXXXX , very decidedly ; ` no , indeed . '
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