Buzzum."—White and Black Labor Compared.—The Mysteries of "Rosum" manufacture.  

His House.—His Wife.—His Negroes.—A Juvenile Darky.—Lazarus in "Ab'ram's Buzzum."—White and Black Labor Compared.—The Mysteries of "Rosum" manufacture. 

The Burial of Jule. "He Tempers the Wind to the Shorn Lamb."—The Funeral.  

"He Tempers the Wind to the Shorn Lamb."—The Funeral. 

Homeward Bound. Colonel A—— Again.—Parting with Scipio.—Why this Book was Written.  

Colonel A—— Again.—Parting with Scipio.—Why this Book was Written. 

Conclusion. The Author's Explanations.—Last News from Moye and Scipio.—Affecting Letter from Andy Jones.—The End.[Pg 8]  

The Author's Explanations.—Last News from Moye and Scipio.—Affecting Letter from Andy Jones.—The End.[Pg 8] 

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CHAPTER I.

ON THE ROAD.

Some winters ago I passed several weeks at Tallahassee, Florida, and while there made the acquaintance of Colonel J——, a South Carolina planter. Accident, some little time later, threw us together again at Charleston, when I was gratified to learn that he would be my compagnon du voyage as far north as New York.

He was accompanied by his body-servant, "Jim," a fine specimen of the genus darky, about thirty years of age, and born and reared in his master's family. As far as possible we made the journey by day, stopping at some convenient resting-place by night; on which occasions the Colonel, Jim, and myself would occupy the same or adjoining apartments, "we white folks" sleeping on four posts, while the more democratic negro spread his blanket on the floor. Thrown together thus[Pg 9] intimately, it was but natural that we should learn much of each other.

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The "Colonel" was a highly cultivated and intelligent gentleman, and during this journey a friendship sprung up between us—afterward kept alive by a regular correspondence—which led him, with his wife and daughter, and the man Jim, to my house on his next visit at the North, one year later. I then promised—if I should 

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