So he told me that I was a womanish sentimentalist, and would never do for business life; and advised me to take the bank-stock and the New Orleans family mansion, and go to writing poetry, and let him manage the plantation.

So we parted, and I came here." "But why didn't you free your slaves ?" "Well, I wasn't up to that.

To hold them as tools for money-making, I could not;--have them to help spend money, you know, didn't look quite so ugly to me.

Some of them were old house-servants, to whom I was much attached; and the younger ones were children to the old.

All were well satisfied to be as they were." He paused, and walked reflectively up and down the room.
"There was," said St.Clare, "a time in my life when I had plans and hopes of doing something in this world, more than to float and drift.