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THE <lb/> 
COLORED ARISTOCRACY <lb/> 
OF ST. Louis</titlePart>
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By <lb/> 
<docAuthor>CYPRIAN CLAMORGAN.</docAuthor><lb/>
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<p>THE 
COLORED ARISTOCRACY 
OF ST. LOUIS</p>

<p>BY 
CYPRIAN CLAMORGAN.</p> 

<p>ST. LOUIS, MO.: 
1858.</p> 
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<p>Missouri Historical Society 
53228</p>
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<p>
THE <lb/>
COLORED ARISTOCRACY <lb/>
OF ST. LOUIS.<lb/>
</p>

<p>
Thousands have wept over the fictitious sorrows of "Uncle Tom," <lb/>
as delineated by the facile pen of Mrs. Stowe; while the imaginary <lb/>
"Dred," a monstrous creation of the same morbid and diseased <lb/>
brain, has awakened the sympathies of all classes of readers. The <lb/>
romantic autobiographies of Solomon Northup, Box Brown, and <lb/>
other colored gentlemen, have been read in every quarter of the<lb/> 
globe. The long-contested suit of Dred Scott excited the attention <lb/>
of the wisest heads in the land, and volumes have been written on <lb/>
both sides of the question. From these and other facts it would ap-<lb/>
pear that the colored race are not without their friends and admirers, <lb/>
even in this land of liberty. When respectable white men and <lb/>
women can sit and listen to the oratorical displays of Fred. Doug-<lb/>
lass and his sable compatriots; when the question of Emancipation <lb/>
is taking hold of the minds of the people in our own State and is fast <lb/>
growing to be the leading topic of the day; when our country is <lb/>
threatened with a war with the most powerful nation of Europe on <lb/>
account of difficulties growing out of the slave-trade &#45;in such a <lb/>
state of public affairs, the author deems it not inappropriate to take <lb/>
a cursory glance at society as it exists amongst the free colored peo-<lb/>
ple of St. Louis; to show the origin and position of a portion of <lb/>
those whom circumstances have placed in the path of comparative <lb/>
respectability, and to whom fortune has been kind in the bestowal <lb/>
of the good gifts of life.</p>
<p>
The free colored people of St. Louis are surrounded by peculiar <lb/>
circumstances. Many of them are separated from the white race <lb/>
by a line of division so faint that it can be traced only by the keen</p>
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<p>eye of prejudice &#45;a line so dim indeed that, in many instances that <lb/>
might be named, the stream of African blood has been so diluted by <lb/>
mixture with Caucasian, that the most critical observer cannot de-<lb/>
tect it. We, who know the history of all the old families of St. <lb/>
Louis, might readily point to the scions of some of our "first famil-<lb/>
lies," and trace their genealogy back to the swarthy tribes of Congo <lb/>
or Guinea. Such, however, is not our present purpose. Our busi-<lb/>
ness is with those who have the mark unmistakably fixed upon their <lb/>
brows.</p>
<p>When Upper Louisiana was settled by the French and Spaniards, <lb/>
the emigrants were necessarily nearly all of the sterner sex. Stem-<lb/>
ing the current of the Father of Waters in their light canoes and <lb/>
pirogues, and taking up their abode in the wild wilderness, where <lb/>
beasts of prey and prowling savages beset them on all sides, they <lb/>
could not bring with them the soft partners of their bosoms, but left <lb/>
their families in peaceful security at home, while they undertook the <lb/>
task of exploring a continent. But man without woman, even in the <lb/>
wildest state of society, becomes a savage, morose and discontented <lb/>
being. He longs for the endearments of a wife, and sighs for the <lb/>
prattle of children in the solitude of his forest home, and is never <lb/>
contented until he reposes his fevered brow upon the soft bosom of <lb/>
some beloved one whose very frailty is her greatest strength. His-<lb/>
tory tells us that the founders of Rome, feeling the want of a suffi-<lb/>
cient number of women in their infant colony, seized upon the <lb/>
women of the Sabines; and it may well be said, that warriors fight-<lb/>
ing in such a cause are invincible. So it was with the early settlers <lb/>
of Louisiana. Having few women of their own, they sought wives <lb/>
among the sylvan maids of the forest; and if the blood of Pocahon-<lb/>
tus has ennobled many of the best families of Virginia, why may <lb/>
not the descendants of many of the early settlers of Missouri boast <lb/>
of a similar genealogy?</p>
<p>But it was not alone amongst the squaws that our progenitors <lb/>
found companions for their solitude and mothers for their children. <lb/>
At that time the blood of Africa had crossed the Atlantic, and the <lb/>
colored race had found a foothold in the West Indies. It was there <lb/>
that many of the voyageures up the Mississippi obtained wives to <lb/>
share their fortunes in the wilderness; and from this union have <lb/>
sprung up many of those whom we designate the "colored aristoc-<lb/>
racy." By this term is meant those who move in a certain circle; <lb/>
who, by means of wealth, education, or natural ability, form a pecu-</p>
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<p>liar class&#45;the <emph>elite</emph> of the colored race. The sketches here present-<lb/>
ed are mere outlines&#45;facts briefly stated without entering into <lb/>
details. A large volume might be compiled from facts in the pos-<lb/>
session of the writer, and material for a dozen such volumes as <lb/>
"Uncle Tom's Cabin" might be gleaned from the history of these <lb/>
families; but we only aim at the simple truth, and shall leave all <lb/>
flights of fancy to such romancists as Mrs. Stowe and her colleagues.</p>
<p>According to the decision of Chief Justice Taney, a colored man <lb/>
is not a citizen of the United States, and consequently has no politi-<lb/>
cal rights under the Constitution. His life is all that he is entitled <lb/>
to, and in some States he holds that merely because he is useful to <lb/>
his master. We shall not, in this place, call in question the judg-<lb/>
ment of the learned Chief Justice, who has in this State kindred of <lb/>
a darker hue than himself; but we may be permitted to show in <lb/>
what manner the political influence of the colored man is felt, and <lb/>
how, in every important election, his interest is exerted in behalf of <lb/>
his favorite candidate.</p>
<p>It will be seen by the following pages that the colored people of <lb/>
St. Louis command several millions of dollars; and every one knows <lb/>
that money, in whose hands soever it may be found, has an influence <lb/>
proportioned to its amount. Now, although our colored friends have <lb/>
no voice in the elections, they are not idle spectators. They know <lb/>
what parties and what individuals are most favorable to their inter-<lb/>
ests, and they are not slow in making friends with those who are <lb/>
able and willing to serve them. Certain shallow-minded politicians <lb/>
among us assert that the so called Emancipation party which has <lb/>
sprung up in our midst within a few years past, is the work of office-<lb/>
seeking demagogues, whose object is to rally the masses of laboring <lb/>
men to their standard by the cry of "free labor." But we assert <lb/>
that the rise of that party is the result of the unwearied and com-<lb/>
bined action of the wealthy free colored men of St. Louis, who know <lb/>
that the abolition of slavery in Missouri would remove a stigma <lb/>
from their race, and elevate them in the scale of society. The cry <lb/>
has been raised&#45;"Missouri for white men." That is but the en-<lb/>
tering wedge of human equality. When slavery is abolished, where <lb/>
will be found the power of excluding the colored man from an equal <lb/>
participation in the fruits of human progression and mutual develop-<lb/>
ment? What political party will then dare to erect a platform on <lb/>
which the black man cannot stand side by side with his white bro-<lb/>
ther? It is a very wrong idea to suppose that the present move-</p>
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<p>ment is designed exclusively for the benefit of the white laborer. <lb/>
Time will show that such is not the case, and we advise the colored <lb/>
man to "bide his time."</p>
<p>I will endeavor to show, in a few words, in what manner the poli-<lb/>
tical influence of the colored man is felt in St. Louis. Wealth is <lb/>
power, and there is not a colored man in our midst who would not <lb/>
cheerfully part with his last dollar to effect the elevation of his race. <lb/>
They know who are their friends, and when the opportunity arrives <lb/>
they exhibit their gratitude in a manner most acceptable to the re-<lb/>
cipient. Among our most prominent citizens who have been the <lb/>
steadfast friends of the colored man, none stands higher in his estim-<lb/>
ation than John How. He can always depend upon them in any <lb/>
emergency. He can offer himself for any office in the gift of the <lb/>
people with the certainty of success. Until recently, John M. Wim-<lb/>
er might have done the same; but owing to certain acts of his <lb/>
administration he has lost their confidence. Had he been true to <lb/>
the trust they reposed in him, he would not now be in the deplora-<lb/>
ble position he occupies. B. Gratz Brown is another favorite of the <lb/>
colored men: and should he meet with any reverse of fortune, they <lb/>
would promptly step to his rescue. The same may be said of Frank <lb/>
Blair. Henry T. Blow, also, stands high in their estimation, and <lb/>
may rely upon them for a powerful support in the August election. <lb/>
Mr. Blow was, until recently, a member of the American party; and <lb/>
we shall not reveal the influences that were brought to bear to induce <lb/>
him to unite his political fortunes with the party of freedom.</p>
<p>The colored men of St. Louis have no votes themselves, but they <lb/>
control a large number of votes at every election. Many of them <lb/>
own houses which are rented to white voters, and others trade ex-<lb/>
tensively with white dealers. It is an easy matter for them to say <lb/>
to their tenants, "Mr. Blair and Mr. Brown are our friends&#45;vote <lb/>
this ticket or seek another place of abode." It is no less easy for <lb/>
them to tell the merchant that, unless he votes for certain men, he <lb/>
will lose a large custom; and no one acquainted with human nature <lb/>
will deny that such requests are usually complied with.</p>
<p>A great deal more might be said upon this head; but we leave <lb/>
politics and proceed to persons.</p>
<p>If the reader will accompany me down Seventh street to the vicin-<lb/>
ity of Rutgers, I will show him a large mansion, which, with the <lb/>
yard and out-buildings, occupies half a block of ground. Entering <lb/>
this mansion, I will introduce him to its mistress,</p>
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<head>MRS. PELAGIE RUTGERS,</head>
<p>
A brown-skinned, straight-haired woman of about fifty years of age; <lb/>
she is large, fine-looking and healthy, and has been quite hand-<lb/>
some; she is worth half a million of dollars. Her husband was <lb/>
Louis Rutgers, a free man of color, who inherited the property from <lb/>
his father, a white man of the same name. They settled in the <lb/>
present locality in 1825, and the widow has remained there ever <lb/>
since. Previous to her marriage she was a slave, and purchased <lb/>
herself for the sum of three dollars. About the year 1842 she gave <lb/>
birth to a daughter, and finding that her property was becoming val-<lb/>
uable, she requested Louis Clamorgan to act as her child's guardian <lb/>
and to manage her estate. About this time her husband was arrest-<lb/>
ed and thrown into prison, and came near losing all his property. <lb/>
Clamorgan procured his release, paid his debts, secured his property, <lb/>
and he had no further difficulty. I regret to say that for his many <lb/>
acts of kindness, Clamorgan received no reward. At his death the <lb/>
estate was indebted to him in the sum of ten thousand dollars, not a <lb/>
cent of which has been or ever will be paid. Mrs. Rutgers is an <lb/>
illiterate woman, but lives in good style; she has in her house a <lb/>
piano which cost two thousand dollars, but her wealthy daughter, <lb/>
the sole heiress to her large estate, is not able to play upon it. Mrs. <lb/>
R. is a member of the Catholic church, but is not noted for her piety; <lb/>
she worships the almighty dollar more than Almighty God. She <lb/>
makes a fine appearance in society, but exposes her ignorance when <lb/>
she attempts to converse. *  *  *  *  Her daughter <lb/>
is an amiable girl, but her mother is too penurious to give her an <lb/>
education. This young lady&#45;the <sic>geatest</sic> "match" among the col-<lb/>
ored aristocracy&#45;has bestowed her affections upon a worthy young <lb/>
man, but the ambitious mother wants to marry her to another; so it <lb/>
seems that the course of true love does not run smooth, even among <lb/>
the colored population of our city.</p>
<p>Turning up the street, we come to Third street, between Lombard and Hazel, to the residence of</p>
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<head>MRS. PELAGIE NASH,</head> 
<p>Who is about 38 years of age, and has been twice married. Her <lb/>
estate is worth five thousand dollars ; she owns nearly the whole <lb/>
block in which she resides. Her second husband was named <lb/>
Moran, but she is better known by the name of the first. She is very <lb/>
aristocratic in her bearing, and takes great pride in her wealth&#45;her</p>
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<p>motto being, "Wealth makes the man, the want of it the fellow." <lb/>
Mrs. Nash is very fond of her children, and thinks them a little bet-<lb/>
ter than the generality of picaninnies; her great ambition is to have <lb/>
her daughter marry a man as nearly white as possible; she is rather <lb/>
exclusive in her associates, and evidently looks down upon those <lb/>
who do not possess as great an amount of wealth as herself.</p>
<p>Next door to Mrs. Nash, resides</p>
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<head> MRS. SARAH HAZLETT,</head>
<p>A fascinating "grass widow," upon whose features time has left <lb/>
the trace of beauty, though fast falling into the "sere and yellow;" <lb/>
she is about thirty-five years of age, and possesses a comfortable <lb/>
fortune of seventy thousand dollars. A mystery hangs over the gay <lb/>
widow, which curious eyes have in vain endeavored to penetrate. <lb/>
*  *  *  *  *  Be that as it <lb/>
may, the lady has thus far been shrewd enough to keep her own <lb/>
secret, and to effectually conceal all proofs of criminality between <lb/>
the parties. She is a small active body, quick in her movements, <lb/>
and possessed of great tact in conversation&#45;a talent for which wo-<lb/>
en are generally more noted than men. Mrs. Hazlett is the <lb/>
mother of two beautiful and interesting daughters: Theodosia, the <lb/>
elder, is the colored belle of St. Louis; she is "sweet sixteen," <lb/>
and a marigold of beauty; she has it in her power to choose a hus-<lb/>
band from amongst the best of her class, and but for the prejudice <lb/>
of caste in this country, many a white man would be found sighing <lb/>
at her feet; her form is the perfection of youthful grace, and her <lb/>
dark lustrous eyes would shame the orbs of the wild gazelle. In <lb/>
short, 
<quote>
<lg type="stanza">
<l>"She is a thing of life and light,</l> 
<l>Of cloudless climes and starry skies;</l>
<l>And all that's best of dark and bright</l>
<l>Meet in her aspect and her eyes."</l>
</lg>
</quote>
</p>
<p>Emily, the younger daughter, is about fourteen, and promises to <lb/>
equal if not surpass her sister in those charms which enslave the <lb/>
hearts of men. The girls are both at school in Philadelphia; and, <lb/>
by the way, the Quaker City possesses the best academies for the <lb/>
education of children of color&#45;equal perhaps to the first-class <lb/>
schools of the white race: the teachers are white, and take peculiar <lb/>
pains in their vocation.</p>
<p>We will now turn to the southern part of the city, where, on Sou-<lb/>
lard avenue we meet with</p>
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<head>MRS. MARY OBUCHON,</head>
<p>A widow of forty, though not exactly fair and fat." She owns the <lb/>
property upon which she resides, and is worth about nine thousand <lb/>
dollars. Mrs. Obuchon has been very useful in times past as a sick <lb/>
nurse, and is one of the best of her profession. She has poured <lb/>
balm into the wounds of many afflicted strangers, and has raised <lb/>
many a stricken form from the bed of sickness. The qualities of a <lb/>
sick nurse are patience, gentleness and watchfulness, all of which <lb/>
Mrs. 0. possesses in a high degree. She is a plain, unpretending <lb/>
woman, living in retirement, and does not seek to make any great <lb/>
display in the world. Her daughter Margaret lives with her, and <lb/>
has the general management of the household affairs; she is about <lb/>
twenty years of age, and is a capital housekeeper&#45;one who de-<lb/>
ights in keeping everything in its place, and has a great antipathy <lb/>
to dust, dirt and cobwebs; she would make an excellent wife, as <lb/>
she has a good disposition, is neat and orderly, and warm in her <lb/>
affections. Both mother and daughter are kind and hospitable, and <lb/>
treat their friends and visitors in the best manner.</p>
<p>Taking leave for the present of the fairer portion of creation, we <lb/>
proceed to take a glance at the "gentlemen of color." On Eighth <lb/>
street, near Rutgers, we come to the house of</p>
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<div3 type="section">
<head> SAMUEL MORDECAI.</head>
<p>Although his name indicates a Jewish origin, we are not aware <lb/>
that Sam has any aversion to pork, or would hesitate to sit down to <lb/>
a game of "poker" on Saturday. He is one of the wealthiest of <lb/>
our colored aristocracy, and is good for one hundred thousand dol-<lb/>
lars when "flush." He is an ardent votary of the blind goddess, <lb/>
and has been one of her prime favorites; he made the greater por-<lb/>
tion of his fortune by the turn of cards, and is the most inveterate <lb/>
gambler we have ever met with. He has an incurable passion for <lb/>
games of chance, and will bet his pile on anything that has the ap-<lb/>
earance of uncertainty. From the simple trick of the thimble-<lb/>
rigger or Mexican puzzle to a horse race or Presidential election, <lb/>
Mordecai is always "in." He lives at his ease, but is interested <lb/>
in business at the corner of Fourth and Pine streets. For many <lb/>
years he was a steward on the river, and is one of the most ener-<lb/>
getic business men to be met with anywhere. Mordecai is a Ken-<lb/>
tuckian by birth, and has inherited many of the good qualities of <lb/>
the sons of that noble State; he is extremely polite in his inter-</p>
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<p>course with his equals and inferiors, and quite aristocratic in his <lb/>
feelings. He came here about sixteen years ago, and has prosper-<lb/>
ed ever since. He has an interesting daughter, fifteen years of <lb/>
age, who is at school in England. He is a man of general informa-<lb/>
tion, and has traveled a great deal; he talks seriously of taking up <lb/>
his abode in Paris, on the completion of his daughter's education. <lb/>
In France a colored man is more respected than in any other part <lb/>
of the world; some of the most talented men in that country can <lb/>
trace their origin to the shores of Africa, and their blood is no re-<lb/>
proach to them. The great novelist Dumas is known to be of Afri-<lb/>
can descent, and he makes no concealment of the fact. In Paris <lb/>
Mordecai would be received into the first circles, and has the ability <lb/>
and address to maintain his position in any society in which he may <lb/>
be thrown. He is strictly honest, and his word is as good as his <lb/>
bond. 
</p><p>
Reader, if your beard has grown perceptibly while perusing these <lb/>
pages, you <sic>wtll</sic> do well to follow us a little farther. We will step <lb/>
into the bath-house and dressing saloon on the corner of Fourth <lb/>
and Pine, formerly known as Clamorgan's, and, after taking a bath <lb/>
and a shave, we will sit down and have a private chat with the <lb/>
proprietor,</p>
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<div3 type="section">
<head>ALBERT WHITE,</head>
<p>Who is one of the most expert chin scrapers in the city. He came <lb/>
to St. Louis some sixteen years ago, and has amassed a fortune of <lb/>
fifteen thousand dollars; he is, however, indebted to his excellent <lb/>
and thrifty wife for his prosperity, for when the California fever <lb/>
was raging some years ago, he took her with him to that land of <lb/>
gold, where, by her industry she accumulated a comfortable pile of <lb/>
the dust, which enabled him to return and commence business again. <lb/>
He is a great talker&#45; the common failing of barbers, who are a <lb/>
privileged class. When one of these gossiping knights of the razor <lb/>
gets a customer under his hands, it would seem that his tongue <lb/>
keeps pace with his razor; they are dumb as mutes until they get a <lb/>
man's head thrown back on a level with his breast, his face, and <lb/>
especially his mouth, besmeared with a thick coating of lather, and <lb/>
the glittering steel flourishing in <emph>terrorem</emph> over his throat, and then <lb/>
they shower upon him a perfect Niagara of words. Like a prison-<lb/>
er chained to the stake, he is compelled to listen to the "sentiments" <lb/>
of his tormenter; for if he dares to open his mouth to give utter-<lb/>
ance to a dry "yes," or a surly "no," down his throat rushes a</p>
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<p>torrent of lather, that entirely stifles his speech, and chokes him <lb/>
off as effectually as a party nomination gags a small beer politician. <lb/>
I have often thought that barbers were the only men in the com-<lb/>
munity who enjoyed, at all times, the privilege of free speech. <lb/>
Happily, women have no beards, and can talk at all times&#45;but to <lb/>
our mutton. Albert White lives on Fifteenth street near Clark <lb/>
avenue. His education is limited, but he has very good common <lb/>
sense; he is fond of a game of cards, and at times bets pretty freely; <lb/>
at home he is hospitable and kind, and lives well; he is doing a fine <lb/>
business, clearing about three hundred dollars a month; his estab-<lb/>
lishment is the most extensive in the city, and his baths are much <lb/>
frequented.</p>
<p>It will doubtless be observed by the reader, that a majority of our <lb/>
colored aristocracy belong to the tonsorial profession; a mulatto <lb/>
takes to razors and soap as naturally as a young duck to a pool of <lb/>
water, or a strapped Frenchman to dancing; they certainly make <lb/>
the best barbers in the world, and were doubtless intended by na-<lb/>
ture for the art. In its exercise, they take white men by the nose <lb/>
without giving offense, and without causing an effusion of blood.</p>
<p>Every one who has shaved long in St. Louis must know</p>
</div3>
<div3 type="section">
<head>BYERTERE HICKMAN,</head>
<p>Whose shop is on Fourth street, under the Planter's House. Un-<lb/>
like Albert White, he does not talk much to his customers&#45;is rather <lb/>
quiet, and is not a braggadocio, like the majority of his brethren. <lb/>
He tweaks a man's nose with a dainty finger, as though he regret-<lb/>
ted being compelled to take hold of the human face by the natural <lb/>
handle, and peels off the beard like a dairy-maid skimming cream. <lb/>
Hickman is a descendant of "one of the first families of Virginia," <lb/>
and has been here about fifteen years. He has attended faithfully <lb/>
to his business, and won many friends, besides laying up some <lb/>
$5,600 in cash for a rainy day. He commenced with a small shop <lb/>
on Chestnut street, and was always a favorite with the old residen-<lb/>
ters. He has taken the "Moral Editor" through many a hard <lb/>
<emph>scrape</emph>, and the old gentleman is never in a better humor than when <lb/>
he has just come, with a clean face, from the hands of Hickman. <lb/>
His wife is a most excellent lady, and belongs to one of the wealth-<lb/>
iest families of Virginia. At home the Hickmans are kind and <lb/>
hospitable, and have many friends in the city.</p>
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<div3 type="section">
<head>R. J. WILKINSON,</head>
<p>another dealer in steel and soap, came to St. Louis sixteen years <lb/>
ago, from Cincinnati. He opened a small shop on Vine street, <lb/>
where a majority of his customers were rivermen. Although in-<lb/>
debted to steamboatmen for his start in life, he has frequently taken <lb/>
occasion to slander that noble class of men, whose good qualities are <lb/>
too well known to require any eulogy in this place. The cause of <lb/>
Wilkinson leaving Cincinnati was the seduction of an interesting <lb/>
girl, whose friends swore vengeance against her destroyer. He <lb/>
afterwards married a native of St. Louis, whose connections enabled <lb/>
him to obtain admission into society, and his "youthful indiscre-<lb/>
tions" have been regarded with a forgiving eye. He has a fine <lb/>
establishment on Olive street, between Fourth and Fifth, and is do-<lb/>
ing a good business; his estate is worth about $21,000. He <lb/>
resides on Clark avenue, near Fifteenth street. I am sorry to say <lb/>
his character is not such an one as should be recommended to the <lb/>
young as a model of excellence. He is ungrateful for favors past, <lb/>
and speaks disrespectfully of those who have been his best friends. <lb/>
He employs good workmen, and his shop is one of the most fre-<lb/>
quented in the city.</p>
</div3>
<div3 type="section">
<head>E. HENLEY,</head>
<p>Another of the Virginia bloods, has a shop on Vine street, and is a <lb/>
pattern of a business man. His upright deportment and business <lb/>
qualifications attracted the attention of Ex-Mayor How, who assist-<lb/>
ed him (as he has aided many men of both colors), and he is now <lb/>
doing well. He can raise two thousand five hundred dollars of his <lb/>
own; and his credit is good for a much larger sum. Henley has a <lb/>
good education, and is altogether a man of sound sense. He has an <lb/>
interesting family, residing on Sixth street, near Cerre. Much <lb/>
could be said in his praise, but his conduct is his best eulogy.</p>
</div3>
<div3 type="section">
<head>RICHARD MERRIN,</head>
<p>A journeyman in the employ of Henley, is a universal favorite. In <lb/>
appearance he resembles a Moor, and, like Othello, is well calcula-<lb/>
ted to win the heart of the fairest Desdemona in the land. A free-<lb/>
hearted bachelor, he has many friends among the ladies, and is con-<lb/>
sulted by them on all important occasions&#45;such as the ordering of <lb/>
a wedding supper, the management of a ball, or the christening of <lb/>
an infant. Dick must have a hand in every pleasure party and pic-<lb/>
nic; and without his presence no wedding would be complete. He <lb/>
is from Virginia, and has been here about eleven years.</p>
</div3>
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<pb n="013" facs="clamorgan-013-PM.tif"/>
<div3 type="section">
<head>MRS. NANCY LYONS.</head>
<p>This lady, the widow of the late Charles Lyons, keeps an aristo-<lb/>
craiic (aristocratic) boarding house, on Sixth street, near Gratiot. Her husband <lb/>
died in California, leaving her the mistress of a fortune of $25,000, <lb/>
most of which was accumulated by herself. She was born in St. <lb/>
Louis and raised in Cahokia. Living among the French inhabi-<lb/>
tants she, of course, learned their language, and was educated in the <lb/>
tenets of the Catholic church. In appearance she resembles an In-<lb/>
dian, and may possibly have the blood of Pontiac in her veins. She <lb/>
is very industrious in her habits, and pays strict attention to the com-<lb/>
fort of the inmates of her house. Her connections are highly re-<lb/>
spectable, and she has a large circle of warm and devoted friends, <lb/>
and is every way worthy of the high position she occupies.</p>
</div3>
<div3 type="section">
<head>P. G. WELLS.</head>
<p>As a faithful historian, it is our unpleasant duty to speak of the <lb/>
vile and unworthy, as well as the good and virtuous; nothing but <lb/>
thts (this) sense of duty could induce us to mention in this connection a <lb/>
character so far below the common level of humanity as P. G. <lb/>
Wells. He has been here about twenty years, and in all that time <lb/>
has led the life of a spy and a dog. At one time he earned a pre-<lb/>
carious livlihood as an informer against his own race. He is a tall, <lb/>
pompous black man&#45;a great braggart, and says more in one minute <lb/>
than he will stand to in a week. He is not only treacherous and de-<lb/>
ceitful to his own color, but has deceived and cheated every white <lb/>
man who has trusted in his promises. His wife is too good for such <lb/>
a fellow, and supports him by keeping a fashionable boarding house <lb/>
on Elm street. This lady is a tall yellow woman, uneducated; but <lb/>
having good natural sense and a sound judgment, coupled with <lb/>
great industry and perseverance, she maintains a respectable posi-<lb/>
tion, and is highly esteemed by all who know her. She is the soul <lb/>
of hospitality and kindness, and takes great pleasure in seeing those <lb/>
around her comfortable. She is an Emilia coupled to a black Iago.</p>
</div3>
<div3 type="section">
<head>MR. AND MRS. SAWYER.</head>
<p>Of all the colored people of St. Louis, none are more esteemed <lb/>
than Mr. and Mrs. Sawyer. They board at Well's, and are the <lb/>
favorites of an extensive circle of friends. Sawyer is an industrious, <lb/>
hard-working man, and has many estimable traits of character. <lb/>
Mrs. Sawyer is one of the most fascinating ladies of the city; her</p>
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<pb n="014" facs="clamorgan-014-PM.tif"/>
<div3 type="section">
<p>form is the perfection of womanly loveliness, and would serve as a <lb/>
model for a Venus or an Eve; she is fond of society, gay and <lb/>
sparkling, while her lively sallies of wit spread cheerfulness around <lb/>
her, and her beauty, like a summer flower, awakens the liveliest <lb/>
admiration. Her mind is equally gifted with her person, and she is <lb/>
the bright star of all social parties. Her father, Gabriel Helms, be-<lb/>
stowed a world of pains upon her education, and has the satisfac-<lb/>
tion of seeing his labors amply rewarded in his accomplished <lb/>
daughter, who is the pride and solace of his declining years. </p>
</div3>
<div3 type="section">
<head>WILLIAM JOHNSON, SR.</head>
<p>If we should search for an example of clear foresight and shrewd-<lb/>
ness in business, we could not find one possessed of these qualities <lb/>
in a more eminent degree than William Johnson. In 1840 he <lb/>
opened a barber's shop on Main street, with a slender capital, and, <lb/>
in a few years, by close attention to business and the exercise of <lb/>
economy, he saved a thousand dollars. At that time real estate in <lb/>
St. Louis was worth much less than at present, for the city had but <lb/>
commenced to expand with that rapidity which has been one of the <lb/>
marvels of the day. Johnson saw the swelling of the tide in the <lb/>
distance, and determined to take advantage of his knowledge. With <lb/>
the sum he had saved, he purchased a block on Market street, which <lb/>
in a short time he sold for $100,000. Not so bad a speculation for <lb/>
a colored man! He resides on Poplar street, where he has a fine <lb/>
brick house and owns about half the block. His estate is valued at <lb/>
$125,000. He has a large family, and several accomplished and <lb/>
highly-educated daughters. He is rather reserved in his intercourse <lb/>
with society, a trifle too haughty in his bearing, and excessively <lb/>
proud of his family; he is a good neighbor, however, and is kind <lb/>
and hospitable at home. Johnson's greatest fault is his fondness for <lb/>
the gentler sex&#45;the flashing eye and silvery voice of a golden-<lb/>
cheeked beauty, can raise a commotion in his breast almost equal to <lb/>
an eruption of Vesuvius; it is a fault, however, which men censure <lb/>
lightly, and women are apt to forgive.</p>
</div3>
<div3 type="section">
<head>WILLIAM JOHNSON, JR.</head>
<p>A nephew of the last named, keeps a coffee-house for colored peo-<lb/>
ple on the corner of Washington avenue and Seventh street. He is <lb/>
something of a talker, and pretends to know a great deal; like his <lb/>
uncle, he is proud and aristocratic, but a good business man; he has</p>
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<div2 type="page">
<pb n="015" facs="clamorgan-015-PM.tif"/>
<div3 type="section">
<p>made some ten thousand dollars, and is very fond of money; he has <lb/>
an accomplished wife, and is in good standing in society.</p>
</div3>
<div3 type="section">
<head>ANTOINE LABADIE</head>
<p>Is now about forty years of age, and is one of the wealthiest colored <lb/>
men in the city. His estate is valued at $300,000. He is a butch-<lb/>
er by trade, and has done a heavy business in shipping cattle to the <lb/>
Southern markets. Labadie is nearly white, and looks more like a <lb/>
Mexican than anything else; he is plain and unostentatious in his <lb/>
dress and manners, and has few of the prejudices common to his <lb/>
class; he was born and raised in St. Louis, and resides at the cor-<lb/>
ner of Clark avenue and Fifteenth street; he is kind and hospita-<lb/>
ble and of a friendly disposition.</p>
</div3>
<div3 type="section">
<head>PETER LABADIE,</head>
<p>A brother of Louis, lives in Illinois, on a farm, but owns considera-<lb/>
ble property in the city. He is worth about $25,000. His charac-<lb/>
ter is similar to that of his brother. He leads a quiet, contented <lb/>
life, and is not disturbed by the jars and discords of the world; but, <lb/>
like a true philosopher, pursues the even tenor of his way, delight-<lb/>
ing in the pursuits of agriculture and the beauties of nature.</p>
</div3>
<div3 type="section">
<head>LOUIS CHARLEVILLE,</head>
<p>Who is well known to all our business men, is a large cattle dealer. <lb/>
and ships great numbers of beeves every year. He was once very <lb/>
wealthy, but his estate has now dwindled down to about $60,000. <lb/>
He is a shrewd business man, and has a hungry, care-worn appear-<lb/>
ance. Charleville was born and raised here, and is a strict mem-<lb/>
ber of the Catholic church. When he was broken up in business, <lb/>
the Bishop came to his assistance and set him up again. His resi-<lb/>
dence is on Clark avenue, between Fifteenth and Sixteenth streets. <lb/>
His great ambition is to marry one of his sons to the wealthy daugh-<lb/>
ter of Mrs. Rutgers, but the young lady does not appear to smile <lb/>
upon his suit; the courtship is like the wooing of Mistress Ann <lb/>
Page by Master Slender&#45;the old man doing most of the "soft talk" <lb/>
himself.</p>
</div3>
<div3 type="section">
<head>MR. AND MRS. COX.</head>
<p>Of all the colored men from abroad, Cox is, without doubt, the <lb/>
best. As a general remark it may be said that the colored people <lb/>
who have come here, especially from the free States, bring with <lb/>
them more faults and vices than they find among those who have</p>
</div3>
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<div2 type="page">
<pb n="016" facs="clamorgan-016-PM.tif"/>
<div3 type="section">
<p>been reared upon the soil. We leave it to abolition philosophers to <lb/>
solve the problem, while we assert it as a fact, that but few of the <lb/>
free colored men among us, who have been raised in those States <lb/>
where the laws make all men literally equal, possess the same <lb/>
amount of honesty, virtue and intelligence belonging to those who <lb/>
have always lived among those whom they have been taught to re-<lb/>
gard as belonging to a superior race. Cox came here from Penn-<lb/>
sylvania some fifteen or sixteen years ago, and has acquired a <lb/>
fortune of $150,000. He first went into business with Wilkinson, <lb/>
but soon after opened a shop on his own account. He is a good <lb/>
workman, very attentive to business, and altogether a reliable man. <lb/>
His residence is at the corner of Fifth and Elm streets. He is kind <lb/>
and hospitable at home, and has a host of friends. Mrs. Cox is a <lb/>
fine-looking woman, and was wealthy previous to her marriage. </p>
</div3>
<div3 type="section">
<head>HENRY ALEXANDER MCGEE,</head>
<p>Originally from the Old Dominion, is a dealer in vegetables, and has <lb/>
a stand in Commercial street, between Market and Chestnut. He <lb/>
is worth about $25,000. He is a good business man, and is much <lb/>
patronized by steamboatmen. Owing to certain reports in regard to <lb/>
the character of his wife before marriage, he is not admitted into the <lb/>
first circles, and consequently lives somewhat retired. To those who <lb/>
have been in the habit of regarding even the most intelligent of the <lb/>
colored race as destitute of proper sensibility in matters pertaining to <lb/>
the domestic virtues, it may appear strange that a bare suspicion of <lb/>
former disregard of the proprieties of life should exclude a family <lb/>
from familiar intercourse with an aristocratic circle; but, in this re-<lb/>
spect, there is reason to believe that the colored people are more <lb/>
strict than the whites; for it is a notorious fact, that among the latter <lb/>
a full purse covers a multitude of sins, and ladies who have forfeited <lb/>
all claims to virtuous respect are admitted as leaders of the ton. It <lb/>
was only the other day that one of the white aristocracy flogged his <lb/>
wife for deviating from the path of virtue, and yet the lady is still re-<lb/>
ceived into what is called "good society." If she had been tinc-<lb/>
tured with the blood of Ham, the door would have been closed<lb/> against her.</p>
</div3>
<div3 type="section">
<head>LUDWELL LEE.</head>
<p>Here is another of the proscribed. Lee is a dealer in vegetables <lb/>
on Green street, between Main and Commercial. He is good for <lb/>
$10,000, and worships money with a superstitious veneration. His</p>
</div3>
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<div2 type="page">
<pb n="017" facs="clamorgan-017-PM.tif"/>
<div3 type="section">
<p>wife has all the vanity of a peacock, and, like that gorgeous bird, is <lb/>
more ornamental than useful.</p>
</div3>
<div3 type="section">
<head>JAMES NASH</head>
<p>Is a son-in-law of Johnson, with whom he resides. He is steward <lb/>
on the steamer J. D. Perry, a Missouri river packet. He is worth <lb/>
about $5,000. Nash is one of the best and most useful men we have. <lb/>
His manners are easy and polite, and all who know him esteem him <lb/>
for the kindness of his heart and the generosity of his disposition.</p>
</div3>
<div3 type="section">
<head>MR. AND MRS. TAGGERT.</head>
<p>This worthy couple are new comers from the prolific old State of <lb/>
Virginia, the mother of Presidents and mullatos. They board with <lb/>
Mrs. Lyons, and are received into society without difficulty. The <lb/>
lady is very amiable, and is a pattern of a wife. </p>
</div3>
<div3 type="section">
<head>GABRIEL HELMS.</head>
<p>Everybody knows Gabriel Helms&#45;Professor Gabriel Helms&#45;an <lb/>
old resident and one of the most intelligent men in the country. If <lb/>
you want to know how he got the title of Professor, I can tell you in <lb/>
a few words: He is an imitative man, and those who have noticed <lb/>
the cut of his whiskers, cannot help admiring the success with which <lb/>
he has imitated the facial ornaments of a certain celebrated saddler <lb/>
on Main street. Well, some years ago, there came to our city a <lb/>
pompous little English dancing master, who hired Concert Hall and <lb/>
stuck up his name as "Professor Wells," teacher of the art and <lb/>
science of hop, skip and jump, particularly the waltz, or the science <lb/>
of genteel hugging. Helms had a shaving shop opposite the Hall, <lb/>
and he put up a sign with the name of "Professor Helms," in gold <lb/>
letters. The joke took, and Helms no doubt made many a dollar by <lb/>
the "take off." Professor Helms lives at his ease at Mrs. Rut-<lb/>
gers', and has a fortune of $30,000. He has been a very industri-<lb/>
ous man, and has been twice to California. Age begins to tell on <lb/>
him, as his grizzly locks indicate; but he is yet stout and vigorous, <lb/>
and will doubtless live many years.</p>
</div3>
<div3 type="section">
<head>FRANK ROBERSON,</head>
<p>Who has a shop under Barnum's Hotel, is one of the talking barbers, <lb/>
and can rattle out more nonsense in ten minutes than any sensible <lb/>
man would believe in a week. In society he is not in the best stand-<lb/>
ing, and he is too great a gossip and meddler to let the affairs of</p>
</div3>
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<div2 type="page">
<pb n="018" facs="clamorgan-018-PM.tif"/>
<div3 type="section">
<p>others alone. He is doing a good business, and is worth about <lb/>
$5,000. Frank is another scion of Virginia, but the good old State <lb/>
does not often produce so great a parrot as this knight of the razor.</p>
</div3>
<div3 type="section">
<head>JAMES THOMAS.</head>
<p>We come now to a man of mark&#45;one who has seen the world, <lb/>
and, like Hamlet, knows a hawk from a handshaw. Thomas is an <lb/>
intimate friend of General Walker, the hero of Nicaragua; and of <lb/>
the many brave men who followed his dilapidated banner into that <lb/>
inhospitable country, none stood higher in his estimation than James <lb/>
Thomas. He is a Tennesseean by birth, and is worth some $15,000. <lb/>
He is very genteel in his manners, attentive to business, and is a re-<lb/>
markably fine looking man. At present he is barber on the Wm. <lb/>
M. Morrison, and is one of the most popular men on the river. <lb/>
Last summer Thomas worked at Clamorgan's, and it was there that <lb/>
a compliment was paid him by a gentleman occupying the front <lb/>
rank of the statesmen of the West&#45;a compliment well deserved, and <lb/>
of which he may justly feel proud on account of the source. The <lb/>
gentleman remarked to Thomas, that all that prevented him from <lb/>
becoming one of the greatest men of the age was his color. Thomas <lb/>
is a moral man, and his character, moral and intellectual, would do <lb/>
honor to the proudest white man in the land.</p>
</div3>
<div3 type="section">
<head>ANTOINE CRAKIN,</head>
<p>Who was born and raised here, requires but little to be said in his <lb/>
favor, as he is generally known.</p>
</div3>
<div3 type="section">
<head>MRS. PELAGIE FOREMAN.</head>
<p>It is with extreme reluctance that we speak in terms of disrespect <lb/>
of a lady, but the task we have undertaken demands that we should <lb/>
tell the whole truth, however disagreeable it may be to us and dis-<lb/>
tasteful to some of our readers. Mrs. Pelagie Foreman was born <lb/>
and raised here, and can command the cool sum of $100,000. I <lb/>
grieve to say that this handsome fortune was accumulated in a man-<lb/>
ner that may well be called questionable. Like Delilah of old, she <lb/>
sheared the strength of more than one Samson, and now lives upon <lb/>
the fruits of her contraband profession. She is now rather dilapida-<lb/>
ted, but was in her younger days a fascinating lump of yellow flesh. <lb/>
When a girl, she was very imprudent and quite saucy. The liberal <lb/>
use of her tongue once caused her to be severely cowhided, and the <lb/>
punishment was no doubt beneficial to her in after years. At the</p>
</div3>
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<div2 type="page">
<pb n="019" facs="clamorgan-019-PM.tif"/>
<div3 type="section">
<p>outset of her career she was the mistress of a white man, whose <lb/>
character up to that time was without reproach. Enjoying the confi-<lb/>
dence of his fellow-citizens, he was entrusted with an important pub-<lb/>
lic office, and large sums of money passed through his hands. Her <lb/>
extravagance soon embarrassed him, and he found his good name <lb/>
and fortune passing rapidly away. Having every confidence in his <lb/>
yellow Dulcinea, he passed his property over to her, intending to re-<lb/>
claim it after his accounts were adjusted. Here, then, we see the <lb/>
honor of a high-minded man, a high public functionary, a man hith-<lb/>
erto untarnished by calumny&#45;all in the power of a frail colored girl. <lb/>
I venture to assert that not one colored woman in five hundred would <lb/>
have been false to the trust reposed in her. Pelagie Foreman, how-<lb/>
ever, saw the man she professed to love&#45;who had treated her with <lb/>
all the tenderness due to a wife&#45;declared a defaulter and a dishon-<lb/>
ored man; saw his noble nature sink under the disgrace, and <lb/>
refused to give up his own property to save his honor! That man <lb/>
has now gone to his grave, and but few know the history of his pri-<lb/>
vate life; a cloud rests upon his name: but upon hers hangs a load <lb/>
of infamy dark as the shadow of hell. Pelagie lives on her farm, <lb/>
three or four miles from the city, and frequently comes to town in her <lb/>
carriage. She is an outcast from society, into which all her infam-<lb/>
ous wealth cannot gain her admittance. She is a great tattler, and <lb/>
seldom speaks the truth when she can invent a falsehood. She has <lb/>
property in the city, and derives a considerable income from her rents.</p>
</div3>
<div3 type="section">
<head>LONDON BERRY,</head>
<p>Is a steward on the river, and lives on Randolph street, between <lb/>
Twelfth and Thirteenth. He is a good man, his only fault being too <lb/>
great a fondness for cards. He is a man of strong prejudices. He <lb/>
came here from Virginia about thirteen. years ago, and has made <lb/>
most of his money by honest industry. His wife is a daughter of <lb/>
Mrs. Pelagie Foreman, and will be worth $50,000 at her mother's <lb/>
death. She was guilty of a faux pas last winter, which for the pre-<lb/>
sent has thrown her out of society. The colored people of the <lb/>
second class gave a ball which she attended, and was consequently <lb/>
not invited to a subsequent ball of the first class. Her husband be-<lb/>
came indignant at the slight, and tried to create a disturbance, but <lb/>
made nothing by the attempt. They are both no doubt sorry for <lb/>
their conduct, and will be again received next winter and their in-<lb/>
discretion forgiven. She is often seen on Fourth street, in her <lb/>
mother's carriage.</p>
</div3>
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<div2 type="page">
<pb n="020" facs="clamorgan-020-PM.tif"/>
<div3 type="section">
<head>ROBERT SMITH,</head>
<p>Is a large, fine-looking man, proud and dignified in deportment, <lb/>
and nearly dark in color. He keeps a coffee-house on Fourth <lb/>
street, and, although he sells intoxicating liquors, no drunkenness is <lb/>
permitted on his premises. When he finds that a man has as much <lb/>
as he can stand under, he refuses to let him have more. Smith is <lb/>
worth $9,000. He is a man of good moral habits, and has many <lb/>
friends both among white and colored. He is not received into so-<lb/>
ciety on account of his wife.</p> 
</div3>
<div3 type="section">
<head>MARSHALL STARKS.</head>
<p>We come now to one of the chivalry. Colored men are gener-<lb/>
ally peaceably disposed, and are not addicted to fighting. Starks, <lb/>
however, has the hot blood of the cavaliers in his veins, and sub-<lb/>
scribes to the "code of honor." He has been engaged in two <lb/>
affairs of this kind, in both of which he winged his adversary. The <lb/>
first was nine years ago at Algiers, opposite New Orleans; the <lb/>
other was in California. He keeps a coffee-house on Commercial <lb/>
alley, between Green and Morgan streets, and is worth considera-<lb/>
ble money. He is the best faro dealer in the country: he went to <lb/>
California, and returned with $40,000, which he won at his favorite <lb/>
game. His wife is a fine-looking woman from Cincinnati. Starks <lb/>
is a good business man, generous, hospitable and kind, but very fond <lb/>
of hoarding money.</p>
</div3>
<div3 type="section">
<head>MRS. MARGARET BEAUVAIS,</head>
<p>Was until recently one of the leaders of fashion in colored society. <lb/>
Inspired by the demon of envy, she united with Mrs. Nash in <lb/>
spreading slanderous reports derogatory to the fair fame of Miss <lb/>
Theodosia Hazlett, than whom a purer or more innocent girl does <lb/>
not exist. In imitation of the low class of whites, she resorted to <lb/>
the "Joker's Budget," as a medium for her slanders, but failed in <lb/>
her object, as the young lady stands above suspicion. It is to be<lb/> 
hoped that she will learn better manners, and pluck the beam from <lb/>
her own eye, before she attempts to remove the mote from her <lb/>
neighbor's.</p>
</div3>
<div3 type="section">
<head>THE MISSES REYNOLDS.</head>
<p>These young ladies are from Baltimore. Miss Mary Louise can-<lb/>
not be called beautiful, but is amiable, accomplished and intellectual <lb/>
&#45;rather jealous in her disposition, perhaps, but time will correct</p>
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<p>this fault. Miss Rebecca is handsome, and plays well on the gui-<lb/>
tar. She sings like a nightingale, and is one of the brightest orna-<lb/>
ments of society.</p>
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<head>NORTON REYNOLDS, JR.</head>
<p>Holds an important office in Hickman's shop, and is an excellent <lb/>
workman. He is finely formed, and very neat in his dress. Nor-<lb/>
ton is the brother of the young ladies mentioned above, and is an <lb/>
intelligent, well-informed young man.</p>
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<head>JAMES WILLIAMS,</head>
<p>Who is employed at Albert White's, is a thin, yellow man, from <lb/>
Virginia. He is a good workman, but has some habits that cannot <lb/>
be highly commended. He lives fast&#45;drinks fast, and drives fast <lb/>
horses. He is a regular Phaeton in a buggy, and scorns to travel <lb/>
at a slower pace than 2.40 on the Plank road.</p>
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<head>THOMAS GUNNELL,</head>
<p>The factotum at Frank Roberson's, is an important individual among <lb/>
the colored bloods&#45;a Count D'Orsey done in bronze. He is con-<lb/>
sulted on all important occasions and his advice is indispensable <lb/>
when a yellow belle is to be serenaded, or a dark-eyed brunette to <lb/>
be captivated.</p>
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<head>GEORGE CAREY,</head>
<p>Flourishes his razor at Albert White's. He is from Washington <lb/>
City. His father, who is very wealthy, lives in Detroit, and keeps <lb/>
George pretty well supplied with the needful. Carey is a good <lb/>
workman, and has many fine qualities, but is excessively fond of the <lb/>
fair sex. The glance of a bright eye sets his heart in a flutter, and <lb/>
he yields to the witchery of a soft voice as a spirited charger to the <lb/>
pricking of a spur. His ruling passion is fondness for the sex, and <lb/>
the thought of dear woman is never out of his mind, but he seems to <lb/>
be ever poring over the delightful anticipation expressed by the <lb/>
poet: <lb/>
<quote>
<lg type="stanza">
<l>"As soon as night shall fix her seal</l>
<l>Upon the eyes and lips of men,</l>
<l>Oh, dearest! I will panting steal</l>
<l>To nestle in thine arms again!"</l>
</lg>
</quote>
</p>
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<head>ALLEN GUNNELL,</head>
<p>Is on the steamer Hesperian, and is worth about $5,000. He is <lb/>
well formed, has straight hair, and is very popular with all classes. <lb/>
He is genteel in his manners, accommodating in his disposition, and <lb/>
fond of obliging his friends.</p>
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<head>HARRIET AND JULIA JOHNSON.</head>
<p>These young ladies are sisters-in-law of Smith, who killed his <lb/>
wife and mother-in-law, and daughters of Edward Johnson. The <lb/>
murderer has wealthy friends, who are trying to obtain his pardon. <lb/>
It is to be hoped that money will not be so potent in its influence as <lb/>
to avert the punishment due to the perpetrator of so revolting a crime <lb/>
as that for which Smith has been sentenced. Harriet Johnson is an <lb/>
accomplished and fascinating young lady, and quite intelligent. <lb/>
Julia, her sister, is pretty, but of variable temperament&#45;at one <lb/>
moment all smiles, at the next all frowns.</p>
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<head>JAMES HOLMES</head>
<p>Is steward on the steamer Morton. He is worth $10,000, and is a <lb/>
hard-working man of excellent business qualifications.</p>
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<head>JAMES W. THOMPSON,</head>
<p>Is a brother-in-law of Sam. Mordecai, and is steward on the steam-<lb/>
er Moses McClelland. He is a tall, genteel-looking man, and lives <lb/>
in fine style.</p>
<p>We have thus sketched, in a hasty manner, a few of the promin-<lb/>
ent traits in the personal history of the Colored Aristocracy of St. <lb/>
Louis. It would have been an easy matter to add facts and inci-<lb/>
dents sufficient to fill a large volume; and at some future time, when <lb/>
we have more leisure, we may, perhaps, take up the subject again, <lb/>
and enter more into details. We have doubtless omitted many <lb/>
whose names would be an ornament to our pages; and have, in a <lb/>
spirit of charity, purposely overlooked some whose acts are marked <lb/>
by shame and ignominy: but we are compelled to defer until some <lb/>
future time a more full and perfect record of persons whose history <lb/>
is known to us, and whose character, whether good or bad, the pub-<lb/>
lic have a right to pass judgment upon.</p>
<p>Our next attempt will be to give a true account of the second <lb/>
class of colored people. The number is large, and the develop-<lb/>
ments we shall make will startle many of our white friends. The <lb/>
romantic incidents connected with this subject surpass the wildest <lb/>
dreams of fiction; and the phases of humanity that will be presented <lb/>
will cause some of our philanthropists and philosophers to open their <lb/>
eyes in amazement. For the present we bid the indulgent reader <lb/>
&#45; Adieu.</p> 
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