"It's very neatly written, very neatly written, indeed; isn't it about time that he left school--don't you think he has education enough ?" she inquired.
"His father don't.

He intends sending him to another school, after vacation, where they teach Latin and Greek, and a number of other branches." "Nonsense, nonsense, Ellen! If I were you, I wouldn't hear of it.

There won't be a particle of good result to the child from any such acquirements.
It isn't as though he was a white child.

What use can Latin or Greek be to a coloured boy?
None in the world--he'll have to be a common mechanic, or, perhaps, a servant, or barber, or something of that kind, and then what use would all his fine education be to him?
Take my advice, Ellen, and don't have him taught things that will make him feel above the situation he, in all probability, will have to fill.

Now," continued she, "I have a proposal to make to you: let him come and live with me awhile--I'll pay you well, and take good care of him; besides, he will be learning something here, good manners, &c.