THE autumn of 1850 brought an event freighted with deep significance to me. My mother died.
John Sergeant WiseIn the year 1857, passing through Washington on our return from the annual visit to Philadelphia, I had the distinguished honor of visiting a President for the first time.
John Sergeant WiseIn such a condition of affairs, the practical difference between the abolitionist and the sympathizer, to the man who lost his slave and could not recover it, was very nebulous.
John Sergeant Wise