He was
there to see a nigger lawyer! Think of that, Christine. A Jenison
having dealings with a nigger lawyer. This lawyer had once been a
slave on the Jenison place, a yellow boy whose name was Isaac--Isaac
Perry. When the war broke out he went with my uncle as his body-
servant. He was a smart, thieving fellow,--always too smart to be
caught, but always under suspicion. My grandfather had given him some
schooling because Isaac's father was _his_ body-servant and he
would have done anything for old Abraham. After the war Isaac was made
a lawyer, 'way down in South Carolina. The judges were darkies, they
say. Later on he went to Richmond and did some business for the
darkies there, besides conducting a barber shop.
"Well, I happened to go into his shop the evening I reached Richmond.
He was shaving Uncle Frank. They did not observe me as I sat back
along the wall. I heard him tell Uncle Frank he would surely come to
the hotel that night to see him. Uncle Frank said it was important and
asked him to be sure and bring the papers. He left the shop without
seeing me, and Isaac had forgotten me, I reckon.
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