On the other side, with the coffee urn and its accompaniments, sat the wife of a missionary, with a skin as lily-hued as the fairest Caucasian.

Nearly opposite to her, between two white preachers, sat a colored missionary.

Farther down, with the chairman of the district on his right, sat another colored gentleman, a merchant and local preacher in Antigua.

Such was the uniform appearance of the table, excepting that the numbers were occasionally swelled by the addition of several other colored gentlemen and ladies.

On another occasion, at dinner, we had an interesting conversation, in which the whole company of missionaries participated.