who glanced at the noble-looking old gentleman, and advised that he should be let alone.
Sometimes his jests conveyed cutting sarcasms.
One day, when he was riding in an omnibus, he opened a port-monnaie lined with red. A man with very flaming visage, who was somewhat intoxicated, and therefore very much inclined to be talkative, said, ‘Ah, that is a very gay pocket-book for a Quaker to carry.’
‘Yes, it is very red,’ replied Friend Hopper
; ‘but is not so red as thy nose.’
The passengers all smiled, and the man seized the first opportunity to make his escape.
A poor woman once entered an omnibus, which was nearly full, and stood waiting for some one to make room.
A proud-looking lady sat near Friend Hopper
, and he asked her to move a little, to accommodate the new comer.
But she looked very glum, and remained motionless.
After examining her countenance for an instant, he said, ‘If thy face often looks so, I should n't like to have thee for a neighbor.’
The passengers exchanged smiles at this rebuke, and the lady frowned still more deeply.
One of the jury in the Darg case was ‘a son of Abraham,’ rather conspicuous for his prejudice against colored people.
Some time after the proceedings were dropped, Friend Hopper
happened to meet him, and entered into conversation on the subject.