“'Oh, my child, the law only allows colored people to be sold.'
“'Well, grandpa, I don't think any good people ever sell the little children away from their mothers, any way.'
“'No, my child, nor any grown people either.'
“'Well, grandpa, you wouldn't sell anybody, would you?'
“'No, my child, I would not.'
“'Well, then, grandpa, you are an Abolitionist.'
“'Yes, in that sense I am.'
“'Well, grandpa, I am one, too, and I will just say so at school, and will tell the boys and girls who threw clods at us and called us Abolitionists that they sell people like cows, and that they are not good people.'
