To take his place with them on the arena of life was the test of his life, but love was stronger than pride.
His father was dead.

His mother and sister were enslaved by a mockery of justice.

It was more than a matter of choice where he should stand on the racial question.

He felt that he must stand where he could strike the most effective blow for their freedom.

With that thought strong in his mind, and as soon as he recovered, he went westward to find a colored regiment.