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Behind the Scenes. 299
occurred. May it be found through the execution of my friends, Messrs Brady and Keyes, that
' that woman is not yet dead,' and being alive,
she speaketh and gaineth valuable hearers. Such
is life! Those who have been injured, how gladly
the injurer would consign them to mother earth
and forgetfulness! Hoping I should not be recognized at Fort Wayne, I thought I would get
out at dinner for a cup of tea. * * * W1n
show you what a creature oi fate I am, as miserable as it sometimes is. I went into the dining-
room alone, and was ushered up to the table,
where, at its head, sat a very elegant-looking
gentleman—at his side a middle-aged lady. My
black veil was doubled over my face. I had
taken my seat next to him—he at the head of the
table, I at his left hand. I immediately felt
a pair of eyes was gazing at me. I looked
him full in the face, and the glance was earnestly
returned. I sipped my water, and said: ' Mr. S.,
is this indeed you ?' His face was as pale as the
| Title | Behind the scenes, or, Thirty years a slave and four years in the White House |
| Creator | Keckley, Elizabeth |
| Publisher | G.W. Carleton & Co. |
| Place of Publication | New York |
| Date | 1868 |
| Language | eng |
| Type | Books/Pamphlets |
| Title | 00000304 |
| Type | Books/Pamphlets |
| Transcript | Behind the Scenes. 299 occurred. May it be found through the execution of my friends, Messrs Brady and Keyes, that ' that woman is not yet dead,' and being alive, she speaketh and gaineth valuable hearers. Such is life! Those who have been injured, how gladly the injurer would consign them to mother earth and forgetfulness! Hoping I should not be recognized at Fort Wayne, I thought I would get out at dinner for a cup of tea. * * * W1n show you what a creature oi fate I am, as miserable as it sometimes is. I went into the dining- room alone, and was ushered up to the table, where, at its head, sat a very elegant-looking gentleman—at his side a middle-aged lady. My black veil was doubled over my face. I had taken my seat next to him—he at the head of the table, I at his left hand. I immediately felt a pair of eyes was gazing at me. I looked him full in the face, and the glance was earnestly returned. I sipped my water, and said: ' Mr. S., is this indeed you ?' His face was as pale as the |
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