Seventh. As late as 1860 there were over ten thousand Methodists who were slaveholders in the M. E. Church, North.
117 East 21st Str., N. Y.
* Response to an invitation to a dinner and a billiard
tournament at the Manhattan Athletic Club, New York City.
Feby. 18, 1899.
My Dear Dr. Ranney:
I go to Boston to-morrow. So, you see it is impossible for me to be with you on the 22d inst. I would like to make a few remarks on "orthodox billiards." The fact is that the whole world is a table, we are the balls and Fate plays the game. We are knocked and whacked against each other,—followed and drawn—whirled and twisted, pocketed and spotted, and all the time we think that we are doing the playing. But no matter, we feel that we are in the game, and a real good illusion is, after all, it may be, the only reality that we know. At the same time, I feel that Fate is a careless player—that he is always a little nervous and generally forgets to chalk his cue. I know that he has made lots of mistakes with me—lots of misses.
With many thanks, I remain, yours always.
R. G. Ingersoll.