The true Democrat., 1855-12-18
TiVOF OH yours, VeFy respectuIIV,
 A SOUTHERN WOMAN.
From Morris and Winis's Home Journal.

To tse Editors Cf tie Home JouHaI:-
 MEssRs MORRIS & WILLIS :--Taveling re- gently, on business, in the interior of Georgia, reached just at sunset the mansion of the proprietor, through whose estate for the last half hour of my journey, l had pursued my way. My tired companion pricked his ears and with low whinny indicated his pie asure, as turned up the broad avenue leading to the house. Calling to black boy in view 1 bade him enquire of his owner if I could be accom- modated with lodgings for the night.
 My request brought the proprietor himself to the door, and from thence to the gate. when. after a scrutinizing glance at my person and equipments, he enquired my name business and destination. I promptly responded to his questions, and he invited me to alight and en- ter the house, in the true spirit of southern hospitality.
 He was apparently thirty years of age, and evidently man of education and refinement soon observed an air of gloomy abstraction about him; he said but little, and even that lit tie seemed the result of an effort to obyiate the seeming want of civility to stranger. At SUD- per the mistress of the mansion appeared, and did the honors of the table, in her particular de- partmcnt she was exceedingly ladv-ike and beautiful, only as southern a0onaen are that is be- yond comparison with those of any other DOT ton of this republic have ever seen. She re- tired immediately after supper, and d servant handing some splendid Habannas on small sil- yer tray, we had just seated ourselves comfor- tabIy before the enormous fire of oak wood, when servant appeared at the end door near my host, aat in hand, and uttered in subdued but distinct tones, the, to me, startling words
 "Master, de coffin hab come."
 "Very well," was the only reply, and the servant disappeared
 My host remarked my gaze of inquistive wonder, and replied to it:
 " have been very sad, ,"said he, "to-day. I have had greater misfortune than have ex- perienced since my fathers death. I lost this morning the truest and most reliable friend had in the world-one whom I have been ac- customed to honor and respect since my earliest recollection; he was the playmate of my fath- CTS youth, and the mentor of mine; faithful servant, an honest man, and a sincere christian. l stood by his bedside to day, and with his hands cIasped in mine 1 heard the last words he uttered. They were master, meet me in heaven.'"
 His voice faltered moment, and he con- unued after pause with increased excitement:
 /" His loss Is a melancholy one to me. If I left my home, and said to him, John, see that all things are taken care of and I knew that my wife and child, property and all, were as safe as though they were guarded by hun, dred soldiers. l never spoke harsh word to him In all my life, for he never merited it. have hundred others, many of them faithful and true, but his loss is irreparable"
 came from section of the Union where slavery does not exist, and brought with me all the prejudices which so generally prevail in the free States In regard to this institution" l had already seen much to soften these, but the observation of years would have failed to give me so clear an insight into the relation be- tween master and servant as this simple incl dent. It was not the naughty planter, the lord ly tyrant, talking of hi, dead slave as of his dead horse, but the kind hearted gentleman lamentng the loss and eulogizing the virtues of his good old f,7end.
 After an interval of silence my host resum- ed
 "There are," said he, "many of the old mans relatives and friends who would wish to attend his funeral. To afford them an opportu- nity, several plantations have been notified that he will be buried tonight; some presume, have already arrived; and desiring to see that all things are properly prepared for his inter- ment, trust you will excuse my absence for few moments"
 Most certainly sir; but" added, eff there is no impropriety, would be pleased to accom- pany you"
 "There is none," he replied; and followed him to one of long row of cabins, situated at the distance of some three hundred yards from the mansion. The house was crowded with negroes, who all arose on our entrance, and many of them exchanged greetings with my host in tones that convinced me that they felt that he was an object of sympathy from them? The corpse was deposited in the coffin, attired in shroud of the finest cotton materials, and the coffin itself painted black.
 The master stopped at it's head, and laying his hand upon the cold brow of his faithful bondsman, gazed long and intently upon fea- lures with which he had been so long familiar and which he now looked upon for the last time on earth; raising his eyes at length, and glancing at the serious conferences now bent upon his, he said solemnly and with much feel ing