a large Friends' boarding-school at Tarrytown, and says:

He is a much younger man than I expected to see, and wears a sweet
smile on his face.... The people about here are anti-Abolitionist
and anti-everything else that's good. The Friends raised quite a
fuss about a colored man sitting in the meeting-house, and some
left on account of it. The man was rich, well-dressed and very
polite, but still the pretended meek followers of Christ could not
worship their God and have this sable companion with them. What a
lack of Christianity is this! There are three colored girls here
who have been in the habit of attending Friends' meeting where they
have lived, but here they are not allowed to sit even on the back
seat. One long-faced elder dusted off a seat in the gallery and
told them to sit there. Their father was freed by his master and
left $60,000, and these girls are educated and refined.

Aaron McLean, who is soon to marry her sister Guelma, writes in answer
to this: "I am glad to hear that the people where your lot is cast for
the present are sensible and reasonable on that exciting subject. I
entreat you to be prudent in your remarks and not attempt to
'niggerize' the good old Friends about you. Above all, let them know
that you are about the only Abolitionist in _this_ vicinity." This
severe letter does not seem to have affected her very deeply for, on
the next day after receiving it, she writes her parents: "Since school
to-day I have had the unspeakable satisfaction of visiting four colored
people and drinking tea with them. Their name is Turpin, and Theodore
Wright of New York is their stepfather. To show this kind of people
respect in this heathen land affords me a double pleasure." Mr. McLean
evidently did not believe in woman preachers, for the radical Susan
writes him:

I attended Rose street meeting in New York and heard the strongest
sermon on "The Vices of the City," that has been preached in that
house very lately. It was from Rachel Barker, of Dutchess county. I
guess if you could hear her you would believe in a woman's
preaching. What an absurd notion that women have not intellectual
and moral faculties sufficient for anything but domestic concerns!

She does not hesitate to write to an uncle, Albert Dickinson, and
reprove him for drinking ale and wine at Yearly Meeting time. It seems
that then, as now, girls had a habit of wr