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 went the steward. I had been too often insulted on account of my connection with the slave, not to know for what the captain was wanted. However, as I was hungry, I commenced helping myself to what I saw before me, yet keeping an eye to the door, through which the captain was soon to make his appearance. As the steward returned, and I heard the heavy boots of the commander on the stairs, a happy thought struck me; and I eagerly watched for the coming-in of the officer.

"A moment more, and a strong voice called out, 'Who wants me?'

"I answered at once, 'I, sir.'

"'What do you wish?' asked the captain.

"'I want you to take this man from the table,' said I.

"At this unexpected turn of the affair, the whole cabin broke out into roars of laughter; while my rival on the opposite side of the table seemed bursting with rage. The captain, who had joined in the merriment, said,—

"'Why do you want him taken from the table?'

"'Is it your custom, captain,' said I, 'to let niggers sit at table with white folks on your boat?'

"This question, together with the fact that the other passenger had sent for the officer, and that I had 'stolen his thunder,' appeared to please the company very much, who gave themselves up to laughter; while