of voice, whether he were aware that the mistress was within hearing.  “To be sure I am,” answered Isaac aloud.  “What would be the use of saying it, if she were not within hearing?” He then emptied the pitcher of water, and went out to the well to re-fill it for himself.  Seeing the landlady stare at these proceedings, he explained to her that he thought it wrong to avail himself of unpaid labor.  In reply, she complained of the ingratitude of slaves, and the hard condition of their masters.  “It is very inconvenient to live so near a free state,” said she.  “I had sixteen slaves; but ten of them have run away, and I expect the rest will soon go.”

“I hope they will,” said Isaac.  “I am sure I would run away, if I were a slave.”

At first, she was disposed to be offended; but he reasoned the matter with her, in a quiet and friendly manner, and they parted on very civil terms.  David Tatum often used to tell this anecdote, after they returned home; and he generally added, “I never again will travel in a Southern state with brother Isaac; for I am sure it would be at the risk of my life.”

Time soothes all afflictions; and those who have dearly loved their first companion are sometimes more likely than others to form a second connexion; for the simple reason that they cannot learn to do without the happiness to which they have been accustomed.  There was an intimate friend of the family, a member of the same religious Society, named Hannah Attmore.  She was a gentle and quiet person, of an innocent and very pleasing countenance.  Her father, a worthy and tender spirited man, had been an intimate friend of Isaac T. Hopper, and always sympathized with his efforts for the oppressed.  A strong attachment had likewise existed between her and Friend Hopper’s wife; and during her frequent visits to the house, it was her pleasure to volunteer assistance in the numerous household cares.  The fact that his Sarah had great esteem for her, was doubtless a strong attraction to the widower.  His suit was favorably received, and they were married on the fourth of the second month, (February) 1824.  She was considerably younger than her bridegroom; but vigorous health and elastic spirits had preserved his youthful appearance, while her sober dress and grave deportment, made her seem older than she really was.  She became the mother of four children, two of whom died in early childhood.  Little Thomas, who ended his brief career in three years and a half, was always remembered by his parents, and other members of the family, as a remarkably bright, precocious child, beautiful as an infant angel.