You had better wait till I get up to my plantation, and there you may abuse us all, quite at your leisure." The young gentleman colored and smiled, and the two were soon busy in a game of backgammon.

Meanwhile, another conversation was going on in the lower part of the boat, between Emmeline and the mulatto woman with whom she was confined.

As was natural, they were exchanging with each other some particulars of their history.
"Who did you belong to ?" said Emmeline.
"Well, my Mas'r was Mr.Ellis,--lived on Levee-street.

P'raps you've seen the house." "Was he good to you ?" said Emmeline.
"Mostly, till he tuk sick.

He's lain sick, off and on, more than six months, and been orful oneasy.