American Scenes, and Christian Slavery - A Recent Tour of Four Thousand Miles in the United States by Ebenezer Davies
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minister's right hand; and at once concluded that the section of pews
at the end wall must be the favoured spot, the terrestrio-celestial elevation commonly called the "Negro Pew." We advanced, and installed our white faces in the pew immediately behind the sable couple. The old lady seemed really alarmed, and, with amusing earnestness, motioned us to take a seat elsewhere. Remonstrance was all in vain,--we were determined to sit among the happy favourites. At this time but few persons were present. By-and-by the children of the Sunday-school were marched into the neighbouring pews on the other side of the aisle, and one of the lady teachers made eager signs for us to come away from our strange position. I nodded an intimation that we were all right, and perfectly comfortable. After the lapse of a few moments, another polite and compassionate lady actually rose and came to the pew-door to remonstrate with us. In a serious yet coaxing tone, she said, "Won't you take a seat here on this side of the aisle?" "No, thank you, madam," I replied; "we are quite comfortable." "But," she continued, in a voice of deep commiseration, "this is the place allotted to the coloured people." "Thank you," I rejoined; "we have made no mistake." "Well, just as you please, sir!" (as though she had said _De gustibus non disputandum_) and with that she retreated. The eyes of all in the synagogue were upon us. The little people whispered, and the big people stared, and all the people marvelled. |
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