Harry was not altogether satisfied that the greater amount of labour
to be done by him for the unfortunate of his race was beyond the
southern democratic states of America; and, with this doubt
instinctively before him, he was not restless for the consummation.
Some three months after the introduction of the new state of
affairs, Dad Daniel was observed to have something weighing heavily
on his mind. At times he was seen consulting seriously with Harry;
but of the purport of these consultations no one, except themselves,
was made acquainted. That very many venerable uncles and aunts were
curious to know Daddy's secret contemplations was equally evident.
At length Daniel called a meeting of his more aged and sagacious
brethren, and with sage face made known his cherished project.
Absalom and Uncle Cato listened with breathless suspense as the sage
sayings fell from his lips. His brethren had all felt the sweet
pleasures of justice, right, freedom, and kindness. "Well, den,
broderin, is't 'um right in de sight ob de Lord, dat ye forgets dat
broder what done so much fo'h ye body and ye soul too?"
"No, No! dat tisn't!" interrupted a dozen voices.
"Well, den!-I know'd, broderin, ye hab got da' bright spirit in ye,
and wouldn't say 'twas!" Daniel continues, making a gesture with his
left hand, as he raises the spectacles from his eyes with his right,
and in his fervency lets them speed across the room. Daniel is only
made conscious of his ecstasy when his broken eyes are returned to
him.
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