Well, he tried to have her laid in their family vault, and it was refused; the directors thought it would be creating a bad precedent--they said, as they would not sell lots to coloured persons, they couldn't consistently permit them to be buried in those of the whites." "Then Ash-grove must be abandoned; and in lieu of that what can you propose ?" asked Mr.Balch.
"I should say we can't do better than lay them in the graveyard of the coloured Episcopal church." "Let it be there, then.

You will see to the arrangements, Walters.

I shall have enough on my hands for the present, searching for that will: I have already offered a large reward for it--I trust it may turn up yet." "Perhaps it may," rejoined Mr.Walters; "we must hope so, at least.

I've brought the children to my house, where they are under the care of a young lady who was a great friend of their mother's; though it seems like putting too much upon the poor young creature, to throw them upon her for consolation, when she is almost distracted with her own griefs.

I think I mentioned to you yesterday, that her father is missing; and, to add to their anxieties, their property has been all destroyed by the rioters.