is there. The colored man who returns, like our friend, to labor, crushed and despised, for his race, sails under a higher flag. His motto is,—'Where my country is, there will I bring liberty!'"
Although Dr. Brown could have entered upon the practice of his profession, for which he was so well qualified, he nevertheless, with his accustomed zeal, continued with renewed vigor in the cause of the freedom of his race.
In travelling through the country and facing the prejudice that met the colored man at every step, he saw more plainly the vast difference between this country and Europe.
In giving an account of his passage on the little steamer that plies between Ithica and Cayuga Bridge, he says,—
"When the bell rang for breakfast, I went to the table, where I found some twenty or thirty persons. I had scarcely taken my seat, when a rather snobby-appearing man, of dark complexion, looking as if a South Carolina or Georgia sun had tanned him, began rubbing his hands, and, turning up his nose, called the steward, and said to him, 'Is it the custom on this boat to put niggers at the table with white people?'
"The servant stood for a moment, as if uncertain what reply to make, when the passenger continued, 'Go tell the captain that I want him.' Away
