Excerpt from A Book of Recollections, Vol. 1 of 2 My childish mind was greatly interested by my grandsire's peculiarities. He was the only man of my familiar acquaintance who was bald upon the crown of his head and toothless, whose hair was white as snow, and whose man - servant was black as coal. How the negro - who looked after my grandfather's garden and drove him about the town and neigh bourhood in his high-wheeled chaise, ' (a big, lemon yellow gig, provided with a hood, and drawn by a tall, brown horse) - found his way into the heart of the Suffolk Woodland, is one of the countless items of social history that have passed from my mind. In my childhood I imagined that my good grandfather had redeemed the black man from cruel bondage with money paid to a slave-dealer 'on Afrio's burning sands.' But, on coming to years of discretion, I dis covered that the negro did not owe his freedom to my grandsire's beneficenoe. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.