I had rather an amusing experience with Coffin
Having when a boy heard so much about him, I was anxious to see him and make his acquaintance.
On the occasion of a visit to Cincinnati
, with a letter of introduction from an acquaintance of Coffin
, I went to his office, but not without trepidation.
I found the great man engaged in a conversation with some one, his back being toward me, as I took my stand just inside of his door.
How he became aware of my presence I don't know — I certainly made no noise to attract him-but he certainly knew I was there.
Suspending the conversation in which he was engaged-he was seated in a revolving chair-he suddenly turned so as to confront me, and silently looked me over.
At last he arose, and, stepping up to me, lifted my hat with one hand, and laid the other upon my head.
I understood very well what his movements meant.
He was looking for outward evidences of negro blood.
So far as my complexion went a suspicion of African
taint might very well have been entertained.
I had been assisting my father in harvesting his wheat crop, and my face and hands had a heavy coating of tan, but my hair was straight and stiff.
I could see that the old gentleman was puzzled.
Not a word, so far, had been spoken on either side.
“Where is thee from?”
was the question that broke the silence.
I answered that I was from Clark County
, meaning Clark County, Ohio
, however, evidently thought I referred to Clark County, Kentucky
, from which there had been many fugitives, and that settled the matter in his mind.