Several years ago, while one morning employed in the duties of the nursery hong kong shopping
, a colored woman was
announced. She was ushered into the nursery, and the author thought, on first survey, that a more
surly, unpromising face she had never seen. The woman was thoroughly black, thick-set, firmly built,
and with strongly-marked African features. Those who have been accustomed to read the expressions of
the African face know what a peculiar effect is produced by a lowering, desponding expression upon
its dark features. It is like the shadow of a thunder-cloud. Unlike her race generally 2 bedroom house for rent
, the woman
did not smile when smiled upon, nor utter any pleasant remark in reply to such as were addressed to
her. The youngest pet of the nursery, a boy about three years old, walked up, and laid his little
hand on her knee, and seemed astonished not to meet the quick smile which the negro almost always
has in reserve for the little child. The writer thought her very cross and disagreeable, and, after
a few moments’ silence, asked, with perhaps a little impatience, “Do you want anything of me to-
“Here are some papers,” said the woman, pushing them towards her; “perhaps you would read them.”
The first paper opened was a letter from 6a negro-trader in Kentucky, stating concisely that he had
waited about as long as he could for her child; that he wanted to start for the South, and must get
it off his hands; that, if she would send him two hundred dollars before the end of the week, she
should have it; if not, that he would set it up at auction, at the court-house door, on Saturday. He
added, also, that he might have got more than that for the child, but that he was willing to let her
have it cheap.
“What sort of a man is this?” said the author to the woman, when she had done reading the letter.
“Dunno, ma’am; great Christian, I know,―member of the Methodist church, anyhow.”
The expression of sullen irony with which this was said was a thing to be remembered.
“And how old is this child?” said the author to her.
The woman looked at the little boy who had been standing at her knee, with an expressive glance, and
said, “She will be three years old this summer.”
On further inquiry into the history of the woman, it appeared that she had been set free by the will
of her owners; that the child was legally entitled to freedom, but had been seized on by the heirs
of the estate. She was poor and friendless, without money to maintain a suit, and the heirs, of
course, threw the child into the hands of the trader. The necessary sum, it may be added, was all
raised in the small neighborhood which then surrounded the Lane Theological Seminary, and the child
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the following may be interesting as a matter of literary curiosity. It was forwarded by Mr. M. J.
Thomas, of Philadelphia, to the National Era, and stated by him to be “a copy taken verbatim from
the original, found among the papers of the person to whom it was addressed, at the time of his
arrest and conviction, for passing a variety of counterfeit bank-notes.”
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