suddenly, when the storm is brewing, finds that he has lost his compass
and his chart.




Chapter XIV


Where was he steering; and now, the course of his life was changed, what
kind of future must he make for himself?

Had it been in time of peace, he could have easily decided, as he had a
large amount of money in the North, which his father left him when he
came of age.

He would have no difficulty as to choosing the means of living; for he
was well supplied, as far as that was concerned; but here was a most
unpleasant dilemma in which he had placed himself.

Convinced that he was allied to the Negro race, his whole soul rose up
against the idea of laying one straw in its way; if he belonged to the
race he would not join its oppressors. And yet his whole sympathy had
been so completely with them, that he felt that he had no feeling in
common with the North.

And as to the colored people, of course it never entered his mind to
join their ranks, and ally himself to them; he had always regarded them
as inferior; and this sudden and unwelcome revelation had not changed
the whole tenor of his thoughts and opinions.