"I know their father--he has frequently been here.

He is a Southerner, a thorough gentleman in his manners; and, if ever a man was white, I am sure he is." "Have you seen their mother ?" asked Mrs.Stevens, significantly.
"No, I never have," replied Miss Jordan; "she is in poor health; but she must unquestionably be a white woman--a glance at the children ought to convince you of that." "It might, if I had not seen her, and did not know her to be a coloured woman.

You see, my dear Miss Jordan," continued she, in her blandest tone, "I am their next-door neighbour and have seen their mother twenty times and more; she is a coloured woman beyond all doubt." "I never could have dreamed of such a thing!" exclaimed Miss Jordan, as an anxious look overspread her face; then, after a pause, she continued: "I do not see what I am to do--it is really too unfortunate--I don't know how to act.

It seems unjust and unchristian to eject two such children from my school, because their mother has the misfortune to have a few drops of African blood in her veins.

I cannot make up my mind to do it.