pe. He informed me that they were not
in very good circumstances, and should Alfred Wentworth have been
killed at Camp Douglas, God help his poor widow and orphans!"

"Did you say his name was Alfred Wentworth," inquired Emma, for the
first time joining in the conversation.

"Yes, and do you know anything about him?" he asked.

"No," she replied, "I know nothing of the gentleman, but father bought
a slave on yesterday, who stated that she has belonged to a gentleman
of New Orleans, of the name you mentioned just now."

"By what means did you purchase her?" asked Harry addressing himself
to Dr. Humphries.

The Doctor related to him the circumstances which occasioned the
purchase, as well as the statement of Elsy. Harry listened
attentively, for the friendship he felt for his friend naturally made
him interested in all that concerned Alfred, or his family.

"Is there no way by which I can discover where Mrs. Wentworth is
residing at present?" he enquired, after a moment of thought.

"None that I could devise," answered Dr. Humphries. "I know nothing of
the family personally, nor would I have known anything of their
existence, had not chance carried me to the auction sale, at which I
purchased Elsy."

"Call the girl here for me," Harry said: "I must learn something more
of the departure of Mrs. Wentworth and her children from New Orleans,
and endeavor to obtain a clue to her whereabouts. It is a duty I owe
to the man who saved my life, that everything I can do for his family
shall be performed."

Emma left the room as he was speaking, and shortly after returned,
followed by Elsy.

"Here is the girl," she said, as she entered.

"So you belonged to Mr. Wentworth of New Orleans, did you?" Harry
commenced.

"I used to belong to him," replied Elsy.

"What made Mrs. Wentworth leave New Orleans?" he asked, continuing his
questions.

Elsy gave a long account of the villainy of Awtry, in the usual style
adopted by negroes, but sufficiently intelligible for Harry to
understand the cause of Mrs. Wentworth being compelled to abandon her
home, and take refuge in the Confederate lines.

"Did not your mistress state where she was going," he asked.

"No, sah," replied Elsy. "My mistis jest told me good bye when she
left wid de children. I promised her I would get away from de Yankees,
but she forgot to tell me whar she was gwine to lib."

"Did she bring out plenty of money with her?" he enquired.

"Yes, sah," Elsy