but his name was lost.

Thus Cordelia's experience, though chiefly confined to the "great
house," extended occasionally over the corn and tobacco fields, among
the overseers and field hands generally. But under no circumstances
could she find it in her heart to be thankful for the privileges of
Slavery.

After leaving her mistress she learned, with no little degree of
pleasure, that a perplexed state of things existed at the
boarding-house; that her mistress was seriously puzzled to imagine how
she would get her shoes and stockings on and off; how she would get her
head combed, get dressed, be attended to in sickness, etc., as she
(Cordelia), had been compelled to discharge these offices all her life.

Most of the boarders, being slave-holders, naturally sympathized in her
affliction; and some of them went so far as to offer a reward to some of
the colored servants to gain a knowledge of her whereabouts. Some
charged the servants with having a hand in her leaving, but all agreed
that "she had left a very kind and indulgent mistress," and had acted
very foolishly in running out of Slavery into Freedom.

A certain Doctor of Divinity, the pastor of an Episcopal church in this
city and a friend of the mistress, hearing of her distress, by request
or voluntarily, undertook to find out Cordelia's place of seclusion.
Hailing on the street a certain colored man with a familiar face, who he
thought knew nearly all the colored people about town, he related to him
the predicament of his lady friend from the South, remarked how kindly
she had always treated her servants, signified that Cordelia would rue
the change, and be left to suffer among the "miserable blacks down
town," that she would not be able to take care of herself; quoted
Scripture justifying Slavery, and finally suggested that he (the colored
man) would be doing a duty and a kindness to the fugitive by using his
influence to "find her and prevail upon her to return."

It so happened that the colored man thus addressed, was Thomas Dorsey,
the well-known fashionable caterer of Philadelphia, who had had the
experience of quite a number of years as a slave at the South,--had
himself once been pursued as a fugitive, and having, by his industry in
the condition of Freedom, acquired a handsome estate, he felt entirely
qualified to reply to the reverend gentleman, which he did, though in
not very respectful phrases, telling him that Cordelia had as good a
right to her li