anuary 5th, 1855.
Returning it to me, he pointed to an article in his newspaper, and said, Read that.
It was something about a legislative assembly, which I delivered, as he said, very correctly, but with an un-American accent.
Can you write well?
he next asked.
Yes, sir, a good round-hand, as I have been told.
Then let me see you mark that coffee-sack, with the same address you see on the one near it. There is the marking-pot and brush.
In a few seconds, I had traced Memphis, Tenn., and looked up.
Neatly done, he said; now proceed and mark the other sacks in the same way.
There were about twenty of them, and in a few minutes they were all addressed.
he cried; even better than I could do it myself.
There is no chance of my coffee getting lost this time!
Well, I must see what can be done for you. Dan, he cried to a darkie indoors, when is Mr. Speake likely to be in?
‘Bout nine, sah, mebbe a leetle aftah.
Oh, well, said he, looking at