These meetings with Uncle Lawson went on for a long time, without the knowledge of Master Hugh or my mistress.

Both knew, how{131} ever, that I had become religious, and they seemed to respect my conscientious piety.

My mistress was still a professor of religion, and belonged to class.

Her leader was no less a person than the Rev.Beverly Waugh, the presiding elder, and now one of the bishops of the Methodist Episcopal church.

Mr.Waugh was then stationed over Wilk street church.