I was invited there to dinner yesterday--the bright face of your boy attracted my attention--so I inquired his name, and that led to the discovery of yourself." "And do the Thomases know you are a coloured man ?" asked Mr.Ellis, almost speechless with astonishment.
"I rather think not," laughingly rejoined Mr.Winston.
"It is a great risk you run to be passing for white in that way," said Mr.
Ellis, with a grave look.

"But how did you manage to get introduced to that set?
They are our very first people." "It is a long story," was Winston's reply; and he then, as briefly as he could, related all that had occurred to himself since they last met.

"And now," continued he, as he finished his recital, "I want to know all about you and your family; and I also want to see something of the coloured people.

Since I've been in the North I've met none but whites.

I'm not going to return to New Orleans to remain.