on an emetic is being diligently sought. Now,
hear me," said Mr. Hostility.

Always eager to hear what thoughtful men had to say with regard to his
race, Ensal leaned back in his chair, determined to give earnest
attention to this observer of American life, whose very hostility
assured the acuteness of his observations.

Just at this moment Ensal's mother informed him that a committee was in
their parlor, having come for the purpose of pleading with Ensal to
reconsider his determination to leave America.

"Madam," said Mr. Hostility, "tell the gentlemen that there is a party
closeted with your son, who has the one key to the Southern situation
long needed by your race, and that I am sure your son will abide in
America."

Mrs. Ellwood cast a look of warning at her son as she withdrew from the
room. She was not at all favorably impressed with Mr. Hostility, and
had been ill at ease ever since he entered the house.

Ensal said, "Excuse me a few moments, Mr. Hostility," and stepped out of
the room.

Mrs. Ellwood, knowing that her son would follow her, stopped in the
hallway, and when he came dropped a pistol into his coat pocket, saying
in a whisper, "My dear boy, do be careful."

Ensal smiled sadly and kissed his mother.

"Tell the committee, mother, that my mind is fully made up and a
discussion of my going would be utterly useless. Take the name of each,
assure them all that I appreciate their interest and will call on them
to have a social chat before I leave, provided, however, they agree not
to seek to disturb my purpose in this regard."

Ensal's mother went to the parlor with his final word, and Ensal
returned to Mr. A. Hostility.

Tiara was now at home praying that Ensal might not leave America yet
awhile. Mr. A. Hostility was also praying to his evil genius for a like
result.

Monstrous incongruity! How often do diverse spirits from widely
differing motives work toward a common end!

CHAPTER XXXI.

_Two of a Kind._

While Ensal was absent from the room Mr. Hostility had caught sight of a
book which he perceived was the work of a rather conspicuous Southern
man, who had set for himself the task of turning the entire Negro
population out of America. He clutched the book eagerly and said to
himself:

"I will further inflame the fellow with this venomous assault on his
race. I will further ripen his heart for my purposes."

Upon Ensal's return to the room, Mr. Hostility called his
attenti