Okay, it's really not. Thank you. So good morning, everyone. It is 10 30 and I am calling this meeting up zoning administrator to order. Item number two, it is February 15, 2024 draft minutes. There were no changes to the minutes and will be approved as they were submitted. And for public comments. Now here we are taking public comments on item three. This is non agenda matter. This is a time when anyone, any person may address matters not listed on this agenda today but which are within the subject matter jurisdiction of this committee. If there's anybody attending in person who would like to make a comment, please raise your hand zoning administrator. We have no public comments. Thank you. Recording secretary and we will call. On each race and state. Okay, nothing. You have no comments. And then we will go to number four statement of purpose. I have to read the statement. It says the zoning administrator is appointed by the planning and economic development director and has the responsibility and authority to conduct public meetings and hearings. And to act on applications for minor or reduced review authority projects or entitlements. Land use permits. A determination or decision by the zoning administrator may be appealed to design review board cultural heritage board planning commission or city council as applicable to the decision. Actions taken by the zoning administrator may be appealed within 10 calendar days. If the final day of the appeal period falls on a non business day, the appeal period will be extended to the next business day. And next item is a consent items we have no consent items. And we will go to schedule items. The first item is a public hearing. It's a conditional use permit for outdoor storage and commissioner kitchen opened during transitional hours at the address is 100 sabbasa pulled road file number is CUP. That zero three six and city planner Susan Hartman is going over her presentation. Thank you zoning administration Keeley. My name is Suzanne Hartman. I'm the project planner for this proposed conditional conditional use permit application. Again located at 100s past the road. The proposed project includes outdoor storage for mobile food vendors as well as an indoor food and preparation area. And they are also proposing to operate during transitional hours which also is required to obtain a minor use permit. For well it's permitted within the zoning district by obtaining a minor use permit. The proposed hours of operation will be from 8am to 10pm. And staff would just like to note that there will be a condition of approval that states that all outdoor activity would seize by 9pm. So no. At the request of there being concerns of over noise later at night. This is an aerial view of the project site. And this is kind of a little bit more zoomed out aerial view where you can kind of see the surrounding properties. Oh, and I also just want to note that the food trucks will only really be stored there during at night and during the day the it's proposed that the food trucks will be off site operating on other properties. So the general plan land use designation is medium residential and light industry and the zoning district is light industrial. The light industrial zoning district is applied to areas appropriate for some light industrial uses, as well as some commercial service uses and activities that may be incompatible with residential retail and our office uses. The light industrial zoning district is consistent with the light industry land use classification of the general plan. And as you can see the surrounding parcels here we have to the north we have station mixed use and maker mixed use. The station mixed use zoning zoning district is applied to areas within downtown Santa Rosa to provide for a range of these are serving uses including retail restaurants entertainment and hotels in proximity to the downtown station. Smart station. And while commercial uses are emphasized multifamily housing is also allowed to support the daytime and evening vitality of the downtown station area. And then the maker mixed use district is applied to areas within downtown Santa Rosa to emphasize a balance of mix of residential creative and maker oriented uses, such as distilleries and micro breweries. Cannabis is also allowed here and tech startups and multifamily residential units would also be encouraged in all these uses. It is good to note though that currently the existing uses are industrial. And then to the east and west we have medium density residential neighborhoods. And to the south we have light industrial uses. This is the proposed site plans. And we just want to note that there was a traffic study provided for this project proposal and our engineering traffic engineering division did not have any comments or concerns regarding the traffic study. And this is the floor plan of where the commissionary, sorry, commissionary kitchen would be where the food prep and storage would be located. These are the required findings that must be met for obtaining approval for a minor conditional use permit. And these are the required findings continued. And I also wanted to point out that the zoning code does state that an outdoor storage area should be completely enclosed by a solid wall or solid gate. But also the zoning ministry may allow a substitution of an alternative solid design after determining that the substitution would be added would adequately comply with the provisions of the outdoor storage zoning code section. The required wall or fence cannot be less than six feet tall. And they should incorporate design elements to limit easy climbing and accessed by unauthorized persons and would also be subject to approval by the zoning administrator. Unless the wall or fence exceeded six feet, which in this case it's not. So the additional minor use permit would not be required. It has been found in compliance with the California environmental quality acts and qualifies for class one exemption under sequel guidelines section 15301. And that the site is entirely developed and the proposed use was not involved in negligible expansion of the previous industrial use. I do, I will say that there are some updates from when this slide was last previously updated so I'll just kind of go over that real quick. People like to disclose that there wasn't code enforcement case open on this property, but from coding from our encode enforcement officer Joseph Moody who was assigned to this code enforcement case. All elect all illegal activity appears to have seized and the case can be closed upon approval of the granting of the minor conditional use permit for outdoor storage. Some public comments that were received by staff include questions about if any exterior lighting was being proposed, and it sounds like they were very much in support of their being exterior lighting. So we, I would stop was considering adding it to condition of approval that if exterior lighting was being proposed that it as long as it's, it's permissible as long as it's in compliance with zoning code section 20 dash 30.080 for outdoor lighting. There was also some comments regarding concern over the project not being appropriate for the neighborhood and that the hours of operation would disturb the nearby residents. And staff would just like to note that the property is zoned as light industrial and the outdoor storage use is permitted by obtaining a minor conditional use permit. And there are other surrounding light industrial uses currently. So staff has worked with the applicants to condition that no exterior activities would commence after 9pm and that they would be conditioned to comply with the noise ordinance. And all outdoor storage needs to comply with the applicable zoning codes regarding being shielded from street view. And it is recommended by the planning and economic development department that the zoning administrator by resolution approve a minor conditional use permit to allow outdoor storage for mobile food vendors, as well as an indoor food preparation storage area, and to allow the proposed to operate during transitional hours between 8 and 10pm at 100 Sebastopol Road. And staff is also requesting that the zoning administrator allow some additional conditions of approval, which I will now read off. The proposed fencing along Sebastopol Road frontage shall be constructed of an alternative design and materials subject to review and approval by a planner. Exterior washing of the food vendor vehicle shall be prohibited at this site. Three if applicable all proposed outdoor lighting shall comply with the requirements stated in zoning code section 20-30.080 outdoor lighting and for all raw materials equipment or finished projects products stored shall be stored in a manner that they cannot be blown by wind from the enclosed storage area, not be stored about the height of the enclosing wall or fence within 10 feet of the wall or fence, and not to be placed or allowed to remain outside the enclosed storage. And this is my contact information if anyone has any questions or comments. My phone number and email or list out here. And we also have the applicant. There is one applicant. Sorry, there's two people here that I've been contact with one is here in the room and there is also one over zoom if anyone or the zoning Mr has any questions directly for the applicant. Thank you. Thank you, Miss Hartman. Is there anything that the applicant team wants to include or mention? You know, only one thing I think there's some there's some connects storage containers on there. They're probably eight foot tall and they would be inside that fence area and the fence is six foot tall. Maybe it's a nuance and it's fine but just as a reading it, it would be above the six foot. Good to clarify that. Yeah, I don't think anything else really is in fire obviously the trucks are probably a little over that six foot to the fence but I think you're thinking of for pallets of materials or something that supplies that would be outside of the close things. I just want to make sure that clarifications. We understand that those containers are probably eight foot and that that would that doesn't violate that condition. Okay, anything else from the applicants online? Was there a no. Okay, now I will open it for the public comments. If you are attending in person and we should make wish to make a comment, please raise your hands. Oh, that was the secretary. I'm sorry. It's all right. Sir, if you'd like to make a comment on this item, if you could please take your name for the record. Right. And one of the properties across the street in the Rockers district. 207. Which is adjacent to 217 and 250.  It uses this proposal. I have personal experience of what goes on there because I live in extort of it. The nature of the operation is the trucks are there from 10 at nine until eight in the morning. And that's for them being serviced and flamed in by the nature of the health department codes required that the trucks are in a commissary. They can be cleaned. Whereas these trucks going to be clean since you just stated that they don't have to be, they're not going to be clean there. Where are they going to happen? My experience is they're cleaning servicing these trucks from 10 at night until eight in the morning. They're out on the road from eight in the morning till 10 at night. They're selling and that's where their hours of operation are technically off the premises somewhere else. And their need for this commissary is from 10 at night till eight in the morning. You can hear the music that people play a block away. It's very loud and it's continuous all night long, banging and flaming. I don't see how the proposal of the not going to be happening at night with the nature of the business and the use of the property is for that very use of cleaning and servicing the trucks. And I don't see how they're going to be inside. They're going to have to be outside. And that means this is going to constitute a continual use around the flock. We're trying to get the property across the street developer housing, and this is not going to incentivize any developers to come in and build housing across the street from a busy 24 hour a day commissary. And this is going to be a 24 hour a day operation. It is not true that they're just going to work from eight in the morning till 10 at night. By the nature of the business and my experience of what actually happens. I used to run a 24 hour industrial bakery down in Avery. I know what goes on at night and you have to do this work at night. That's around the clock and living next door to it is not what you want. And then there's this issue of this odors that penetrate. Sometimes the odors would be great. I had a bakery. Everybody loved the odors. But I know what the other things they cook are not something I want to live next door to and be smelling night long. I still got 58 seconds. The case of probably both east and west are residential and we're proposing the nature of the hundreds of units to the north. We're trying to get Sony adjusted to so that the developers could come in and build on this property. And this is not going to help us. And that is precluding getting affordable housing built, which is what is needed in the Rosan area. More food truck commissaries in the Rosan area are not what's really needed by the public. Is there anybody else who'd like to make a public comment? Sir, go ahead. If you could please state your name for the record.  Have your name for the record Dave Zedrick ZED. R I C K. I owned a property directly across the street from where the awkward truck activity is going to occur. And you will see my name on it. It's a pretty good size sites straight across. Dominguez owns a property next to me. Shamrock owns a property behind us. And the where the silos are the grain silos are Ted Allegra and his partner own that. We've been trying to work with the city for several years now to get our property rezoned. For some reason they zoned our properties if a far five in an area that should be a far one. And they bought that we fought it and argued about it all this time. But they finally had a little change in management and they downsized it to a far three. I don't know if that's actually going to be helpful or not. For one or part two would be would be would be more suitable. But we're very concerned and we're less than 300 feet from our sidewalk to the sidewalk. Where they are. And we believe that this is going to impose much too much noise particularly a night for there's going to be hundreds of houses potentially built on our properties. That's very important. And once this operation is in business if they aren't able to keep the noise down and or keep it presentable to a typical neighborhood business. Who's going to want to build hundreds of homes across the street and something like that. That's our concern. I don't mean that you're going to do that that way. But it can happen. What happens when it does happen. And are we still in a position to be able to file a complaint with the city and get some resolve to that. That's very important.  I don't know what else to say if there's any questions. From anybody here. You have to answer those but we've been here for we've been trying to get our permits for the last 10 years. And that we're finally we finally got reason to a point where we think we can move forward. And we need to move forward ours is an old part of town. We're not allowed to do anything other than build houses by city statute or whatever you want to call it. So we're stuck. We want to get outside. Anybody else like to make a public comment. We have no further public comments. Okay. Thank you. Thank you, Cliff. I have talked to you both. I know the questions about the zone. So hopefully that will get solved. We have a use permit for the property south of it that's zoned like industrial. I have a question from the applicant for the applicant. So there's a condition says no activity. After nine p.m. and based on the project description is only to park those trucks there at night. That is what going to happen there and is basically being used for overnight parking. Is that correct? Yes. Yes. And the commissary kitchen maybe for prep. And the kitchen is inside of the building. Can you just share the floor plan or sideline for all the work for the cooking preparing will be inside of the kitchen. Yes. Okay. And there's a condition that says no work shall be happened after nine p.m. No exterior car wash is a lap on the site.  And anything like that and noise lab music. Again, you can file a complaint because yes, it's closer residential and the property owner has to comply with the noise ordinance. Yeah, I am wondering as well. If I may interject. I'm wondering if maybe there's also a condition we could add that if there is maybe a contact for the property owner or whoever's in operation. That there could be some sort I know in the past we've had like a list of who to contact if there is no one's past those hours so you can also directly call that operator. I can add that one and I can add a condition and I will share the resolution cliff. If you email us, we can share you the sign resolution that will add the condition for any like a complaint or noise. On top of you can file a code enforcement violation. You can also contact the property owner and let them know what's happening. Because again, after 9pm, we don't want any noise in that area. And all the work for cleaning can be only for inside of the truck, no exterior car washing, no like any outdoor activity or music after 9pm. Can we get a copy of that? The resolution gets signed. We'll have the conditions. We have email to you cliff you have my email and you can email me I will send you the resolution. I mean I will send you the resolution just email me I will send to you. And I have a question from the applicant about the fence. We were driving there yesterday. I noticed in that area there are lots of like a car structs not from your property but in general on that street they were parked on the street we saw you halls on the street from other properties. And Sebastia pool is like one of the main streets and they're residential on the side. Have you prepared or plan on what type of fence to propose there? We've looked at several and so we don't have a we'll have it nailed down but we've been we've gotten some ideas from the planner of what they would like to see and so we're just trying to identify the exact one application. And I think there's a condition that the planner needs to approve what we put there. So as I'm as I'm hearing this to them, you know, thinking something that will also maybe help with someone would screen those outdoor storages and trucks there. And another question I have. I don't want to ask you to start the business start parking and car cars there or trucks before you have the fence there. I want to add a conditions there in your resolution that says the work or the use cannot commands until you have submitted a billing permit for the fence or the proposal for the fence has submitted. Because when people drive there I don't want to see all the car and trucks or whatever you have stored there so it should be first screened and then commands the work. We will add the condition that say the work cannot be comments until the fence has been constructed or built or a building permit has been submitted for that. Okay. Which one. The one facing the. No, building permit built or building permit those are two different times. Okay. I believe it should be constructed first, because we had cases that the use has started, but the fence was never built. So we would prefer to see the first fence been built and then you can store the trucks there. Okay. And if you propose some also landscaping to make it look nicer, it would hardly be supported. And so we will add a little finger. I'm sorry. Okay, so I will close it. I will close. And also you'll add the condition about exterior lighting. I think you added that any proposed exterior lighting shall comply with the light order. Okay. And I'm sorry I'm closing the public comment section. And I do not have any comments, but I will approve it. But as you saw the comments conditions we are adding many conditions there to make sure it will not create any new sense to the neighbors residential adjacent and make it look nicer because it's a primary street. I mean, it's our goal to be a good neighbor as well. So where we hear it. We'll do our parts. I have, I would like to get one clarification as well. It says one condition says that they can't have any exterior activity after nine p.m. but when can they start how early in the morning. Is it eight? Is it eight? Okay. Eight to ten. I believe were the hours of operation. So it would be a condition. Okay. I've just saw the condition of people that says they can't do exterior after nine. So yeah. Okay, we can, we can make that. It's up to you. I just didn't understand it. So. Okay, with that, I have no more questions on this one. And I can sign this resolution and click again, email me or the app, the planner, she can send you the resolution and we will add that condition to provide your number. So please provide your number or the contact person for Susan. She can add them the conditions. Resolution in public. Yes. Yes. Okay. Okay. With that, I will sign it and approve it. And I have no more conditions or questions. Thank you. And we will move on the next item. And the agenda is public meeting. This is also a conditional use permit for high limit barbershop located at 791 Lombardi Court. Point number is CUP 23-076 and the Planned Agenda in Briscoe will present the project. Oh, I forgot how to put a PowerPoint. Yes. I want to share this. Great. Thank you. Right here. You can go. Just now you're good. Okay. Good morning. My name is Janet Briscoe and I'm here to present to you High Limit Barbershop located at 791 Lombardi Court and the applicant is applying for a conditional use permit. The applicant is proposing a barbershop within the Redwood Fitness Center. The space is approximately 700 square feet and is accessible from both the fitness center and building frontage. And on little slides, you'll see that the barbershop will have access to the fitness center and it has access from the frontage. This is the general plan and zoning land use designations. The general plan land use designations is light industry and zoning land use designations is light industrial. And as you can see to the south is a public institutional, I'm sorry, and to the west, I mean to the east is all residential. And here's the neighborhood context of the site. And as you can see this site is a, this project is located along Sebastopol Road, a busy street. And here's another area view of the site and a cyclone of the site. And you can kind of see right here, it's kind of small that the barbershop will have access to the gym, but this is, but the gym, I mean, but the barbershop location was previously used as a childcare facility for the gym, but now it's being used as a barbershop. And you can also see that the church, that the barbershop is directly cut off from the, from the barbershop and the barbershop will not be active when the church is active as the barbershop is closed on Sundays. And here's a floor plan of the barbershop and right here is, you can clearly see that the, there's a door to the gym and that door will be closed during all hours of operation and as a front entrance door. So the, so it's accessible from the front doors of the building as well. And there were six required findings for this, for this site and I was able to make each of them. You can read it. And the project has been reviewed and complied with the California Environmental Quality Act, it qualifies for a categorical, categorical exemption on the section 15301 since the project consists of only minor observations. Thus, it is recommended by the Planning and Economic Development Department that the zoning administrator approve a condition use permit to allow a personal services, i.e. a barbershop at 791 La Borde Court. Here is my contact information if you have any questions. We can close it. Okay, and I think she will give you a credit card. Okay, the applicants, do you have any comments, anything you want to add? Do you want to ask a question regarding the conditions of approval and when will those conditions of approval be completed? When will the resolution attend a period of view and I understand it'll be April 2nd, is that correct? Ten days from now falls in. It would be on the Sunday and then the first is Monday is off. Monday is off. So we'll be second. Second. The actual period ends. Yes, and I would also like to add the owner is here, Mr. Ramos. I'm Dino Bonos representing the planner who submitted the application, Steve Sharp. Just to make that clear. Also, I wanted to find out how does Mr. Ramos verify that the conditions of approval are approved or verified. So that he can start his business. Let me see. Is there a condition that says he needs in a building permit? So he has to obtain a building permit. When he obtains a building permit, he has to apply for a permit. But if there's no work to be done, I don't know what work there is to be done. I think he's unclear as to what needs to be done as far as building permit. One of the conditions says obtain a building permit for the proposed project. So he would check with the building division about what is required for that building permit. Okay. And if building permit says you need a building permit, they have to review it. If not, we can check with them and confirm it. What the condition here says is a building permit required and you have to submit it. And when it gets issued, you can start your business. So he's working out of an existing space. So he has to submit a floor plan or what does he need to... He needs to verify that with the building department. Correct. Yeah, verify with the building permit. Okay. I don't think there's any other questions. I don't know Mr. Ramos. Just check with the building division to make sure what it needs to be included in your permit. Okay, sounds good. Okay. Thank you. Any other questions? No. Okay. And I don't see anyone from the public wants to provide comment. You don't have comments. I will close the public meeting for this item. It's a straightforward project. There is a space there that can be used for a barber shop or other uses. I wish it was a straightforward easier. I don't have to go to this process. But the zone says a use permit is required because of the land using that area is industrial use. Parking space is available. We threw there yesterday and I checked the site. I don't see any issues and I don't have any questions. And I'm going to approve this permit. Thank you. Thank you. With that, the splitting of the zoning administrator. The appeal periods. Oh, no. I told them the appeal period is on April 2nd. I'm sorry. So with that, this meeting of the zoning administrator is now adjourned. Thank you, everyone. Thank you. I appreciate it. Thanks.


Chapter 10 of R. Nigg. This LibriVox recording is in the public domain, recording by Bridget Gage. R. Nigg. by Harriet E. Wilson. Chapter 10. Perplexities and Other Death. Neath the billows of the ocean, hidden treasures wait the hand, that again to light shall raise them, with the diver's magic wand. G. W. Cook. The family, gathered by James DeCise, returned to their homes. Susan and Charles returned to Baltimore. Letters were received from the absent, expressing their sympathy and grief. The father bowed like a bruised reed, under the loss of his beloved son. He felt desirous to die the death of the righteous. Also conscious that he was unprepared, he resolved to start on the narrow way, and sometime solicit entrance through the gate which leads to the celestial city. He acknowledged his two ready acquiescence with Mrs. B., and permitting Fredo to be deprived of her only religious privileges for weeks together. He accordingly asked his sister to take her to meeting once more, which she was ready at once to do. The first opportunity they once more attended meeting together. The minister conversed faithfully with every person present. He was surprised to find the little-colored girl so solicitous, and kindly directed her to the flowing fountain, where she might wash and be clean. He inquired of the origin of her anxiety, of her progress up to this time, and endeavored to make Christ, instead of James, the attraction of heaven. He invited her to come to his house, to speak freely her mind to him, to pray much, to read her Bible often. The neighbors who were at meeting, among them Mrs. Reed, discussed the opinions Mrs. Belmont would express on the subject. Mrs. Reed called, and informed Mrs. B., that her colored girl related her experience the other night at the meeting. What experience? asked she quickly, as if she expected to hear the number of times she had whipped Fredo, and the number of lashes set forth in plain Arabic numbers. Why, you know she is serious, don't you? She told the minister about it. Mrs. B. made no reply, but changed the subject adroitly. Next morning she told Fredo she should not go out of the house for one while, except on errands, and if she did not stop trying to be religious she would whip her to death. Fredo pondered. Her mistress was a professor of religion. Was she going to heaven? Then she did not wish to go. If she should be near James even, she could not be happy with those fiery eyes watching her ascending path. She resolved to give over all thought of the future world, and strove daily to put her anxiety far from her. Mr. Belmont found himself unable to do what James or Jack could accomplish for her. He talked with her seriously, told her he had seen her many times punished undeservedly. He did not wish to have her saucy or disrespectful, but when she was sure she did not deserve a whipping, to avoid it if she could. You are looking sick, he added. You cannot endure beating as you once could. It was not long before an opportunity offered of profiting by his advice. She was sent for wood, and not returning as soon as Mrs. B. calculated, she followed her, and snatching from the pile a stick, raised it over her. Stop! shouted Fredo, strike me, and I'll never work a mite more for you, and throwing down what she had gathered stood like one who feels the stirring of free and independent thoughts. By this unexpected demonstration, her mistress, in amazement, dropped her weapon, desisting from her purpose of chastisement. Fredo walked towards the house, her mistress following with the wood she herself was sent after. She did not know before that she had a power to ward off assaults. Her triumph in seeing her enter the door with her burden repaid her for much of her former suffering. It was characteristic of Mrs. B. never to rise in her majesty, unless she was sure she should be victorious. This affair never met with an after-clap, like many others. Thus passed a year, the usual amount of scolding, but fewer whippings. Mrs. B. longed once more for Mary's return, who had been absent over a year, and she wrote imperatively for her to come quickly to her. A letter came in reply, announcing that she would comply as soon as she was sufficiently recovered from an illness which detained her. No serious apprehensions were cherished by either parent, who constantly looked for notice of her arrival, by mail. Another letter brought tidings that Mary was seriously ill, her mother's presence was solicited. She started without delay. Before she reached her destination, a letter came to the parents, announcing her death. No sooner was the astounding news received than Fredo rushed into Aunt Abby's, exclaiming, "'She's dead, Aunt Abby.' "'Who?' she asked, terrified by the unprefaced announcement. "'Mary, they've just had a letter.' As Mrs. B. was away, the brother and sister could freely sympathize, and she saw him in this fresh sorrow, to communicate such solace as she could, and to learn particulars of Mary's untimely death, and assist him in his journey thither. It seemed a thanksgiving to Fredo. Every hour or two she would pop in into Aunt Abby's room with some strange query. She got into the river again, Aunt Abby, didn't she? The Jordan is a big one to tumble into anyhow. As soon as she goes to hell, she'll be as black as I am. Wouldn't Mistress be mad to see her a nigger? And others of a similar stamp. Not at all acceptable to the pious, sympathetic dame. But she could not evade them. The family returned from their sorrowful journey, leaving the dead behind. Nigg looked for a change in her tyrant. What could subdue her if the loss of her idol could not? There was Mrs. B. known to shed tears so profusely, as when she reiterated to one and another the sad particulars of her darling sickness and death. There was indeed a season of quiet grief. It was the lull of the fiery elements. A few weeks revived the former tempests, and so at variance did they seem, with chest-tiesment sanctified, that Fredo felt them to be unbearable. She determined to flee. But where? Who would take her? Mrs. B. had always represented her ugly. Perhaps everyone thought her so. Then no one would take her. She was black. No one would love her. She might have to return, and then she would be more in her mistress's power than ever. She remembered her victory at the woodpile. She decided to remain to do as well as she could, to assert her rights when they were trampled on, to return once more to her meeting in the evening, which had been prohibited. We had learned how to conquer. She would not abuse the power while Mr. Belmont was at home. But had she not better run away? Where? She had never been from the place far enough to decide what course to take. She resolved to speak to Aunt Abby. She mapped the dangers of her course, her liability to fail in finding so good friends as John and herself. Fredo's mind was busy for days and nights. She contemplated administering poison to her mistress, to rid herself and the house of so detestable a plague. But she was restrained by an overruling providence, and finally decided to stay contentedly through her period of service, which would expire when she was eighteen years of age. In a few months Jane returned home with her family, to relieve her parents, upon whom years and affliction had left the marks of age. The years intervening since she had left her home, had in some degree softened the opposition to her unsanctioned marriage with George. The more Mrs. B. had about her, the more energetic seemed her directing capabilities, and her fault-finding propensities. Her own she had full power over, and Jane, after vain endeavors, became disgusted, weary, and perplexed, and decided that, though her mother might suffer, she could not endure her home. They followed Jack to the west. Thus vanished all hopes of sympathy, or relief from this source to Fredo. There seemed no one capable of enduring the oppressions of the house but her. She turned to the darkness of the future, with the determination previously formed, to remain until she should be eighteen. Jane begged her to follow her so soon as she should be released. But so wearied out was she by her mistress. She felt disposed to flee from any and every one having her similitude of name or feature. CHAPTER XI. CHAPTER XI. The hopes that cheered me, all that to the earth endeared me. Love of wealth and fame and power. Love. All have been crucified. CE. Darkness before day. Jane left, but Jack was now to come again. After Mary's death he visited home, leaving a wife behind. An orphan whose home was with a relative, gentle, loving, the true mate of kind, generous Jack. His mother was a stranger to her, of course, and had a perfect right to interrogate. Is she good-looking, Jack? asked his mother. Looks well to me, was the laconic reply. Was her father rich? Not worth the copper, as I know of. I never asked him, answered Jack. Hadn't she any property? What did you marry her for? asked his mother. Oh, she's worth a million dollars, mother, though not a cent of it is in money. Jack, what do you want to bring such a poor being into the family for? You'd better stay here, at home, and let your wife go. Why couldn't you try to do better, and not disgrace your parents? Don't judge till you see her, was Jack's reply, and immediately changed the subject. It was no recommendation to his mother, and she did not feel prepared to welcome her cordially, now he was to come with his wife. He was indignant at his mother's advice to desert her. It wrinkled bitterly in his soul, the bare suggestion. He had more to bring. He now came with the child also. He decided to leave the West, but not his family. Upon their arrival, Mrs. B. extended a cold welcome to her new daughter, eyeing her dress with closest scrutiny. Poverty was to her a disgrace, and she could not associate with any thus dishonored. This coldness was felt by Jack's worthy wife, who only strove the harder to recommend herself by her obliging winning ways. Mrs. B. could never let Jack be with her alone without complaining of this or that deficiency in his wife. He cared not so long as the complaints were piercing his own ears. He would not have Jenny disquieted. He passed his time in seeking employment. A letter came from his brother, Lewis, then at the South, soliciting his services. Leaving his wife, they repaired thither. Mrs. B. felt that great restraint was removed, that Jenny was more in her own power. She wished to make her feel her inferiority, to relieve Jack of his burden if he would not do it himself. She watched her incessantly, to catch at some act of Jenny's which might be construed in conjugal unfaithfulness. Nearby were a family of cousins, one a young man of Jack's age, who from love to his cousin, proffered all needful courtesy to his stranger relative. Soon news reached Jack that Jenny was deserting her covenant vows, and had formed an illegal intimacy with his cousin. Meantime, Jenny was told by her mother-in-law that Jack did not marry her untrammeled. He had another love, whom he would be glad, even now if he could, to marry. It was very doubtful if he ever came for her. Jenny would feel pained by her unwelcome gossip, and glancing at her child. She decided, however true it might be, she had a pledge which would enchain him yet.  They passed the secret round till it became none, and Louis was sent for, the brother by whom Jack was employed. The neighbors saw her fate in health and spirits. They found letters never reached their destination when sent by either. Louis arrived with the joyful news that he had come to take Jenny home with him. What a relief to her to be freed from the gnawing taunts of her adversary. Jenny retired to prepare for the journey, and Mrs. B. and Henry had a long interview. Next morning he informed Jenny that new clothes would be necessary in order to make her presentable to Baltimore society, and he should return without her, and she must stay till she was suitably attired. Miss Heartland, she rushed to her room, and after relief from weeping, wrote to Jack to come to have pity on her, and take her to him. No answer came. Mrs. Smith, a neighbor, watchful and friendly, suggested that she write away from home, and employ someone to carry it to the office, who would elude Mrs. B., who they very well knew, had intercepted Jenny's letter, and influenced Louis to leave her behind. She accepted the offer, and Frado succeeded in managing the affair, so that Jack soon came to the rescue, angry, wounded, and, forever after, alienated from his early home and his mother. Many times would Frado steal up into Jenny's room, when she knew she was tortured by her mistress's malignity, and tell some of her own encounters with her, and tell her she might be sure it wouldn't kill her, for she should have died long before at the same treatment. Susan and her child succeeded Jenny as visitors. Frado had merged into womanhood, and retaining what she had learned, in spite of the few privileges enjoyed formerly, was striving to enrich her mind. Her school books were her constant companions, and every leisure moment was applied to them. Susan was delighted to witness her progress, and some little book from her was a reward sufficient for any task imposed, however difficult. She had her book always fastened open near her, where she could glance, from toil to soul refreshment. The approaching spring would close the term of years which Mrs. B. claimed as the period of her servitude. Often as she passed the waymarks of former years, did she pause to ponder on her situation, and wonder if she could succeed in providing for her own wants. Her health was delicate, yet she resolved to try. Soon she counted the time by days which should release her. Mrs. B. felt that she could not well spare one, who could so well adapt herself to all departments—man, boy, housekeeper, domestic, etc.—she begged Mrs. Smith to talk with her, to show her how ungrateful it would appear to leave a home of such comfort, how wicked it was to be ungrateful. But Frado replied that she had had enough of such comforts. She wanted some new ones. And as it was so wicked to be ungrateful, she would go from temptation. And Abby said, we mustn't put ourselves in the way of temptation. Poor little Fido, she shed more tears over him than over all beside. The morning for departure dawned, Frado engaged to work for a family a mile distant. Mrs. Belmont dismissed her with the assurance that she would soon wish herself back again, and a present of a silver half-dollar. Her wardrobe consisted of one decent dress, without any superfluous accompaniments. A Bible from Susan she felt was her greatest treasure. Now was she alone in the world. The past year had been one of suffering, resulting from a fall, which had left her lame. The first summer passed pleasantly, and the wages earned were expended in garments necessary for health and cleanliness. Though feeble, she was well satisfied with her progress.  Mrs. Moore, who employed her, was a kind friend to her, and attempted to heal her wounded spirit by sympathy and advice, burying the past in the prospects of the future. But her failing health was a cloud no kindly human hand could dissipate. A little light work was all she could accomplish. A clergyman, whose family was small, sought her, and she was removed there. Her engagement with Mrs. Moore finished in the fall. Fredo was anxious to keep up her reputation for efficiency, and often pressed far beyond prudence. In the winter she entirely gave up work, and confessed herself thoroughly sick. Mrs. Hale, soon overcome by additional cares, was taken sick also, and now it became necessary to adopt some measures for Fredo's comfort, as well as to relieve Mrs. Hale. Such dark forebodings as visited her as she lay, solitary and sad, no moans or sighs could relieve. The family physician pronounced her case one of doubtful issue. Fredo hoped it was final. She could not feel relenting that her former home was abandoned, and yet, should she be in need of sucker, could she obtain it from one who would now so grudgingly bestow it? The family were applied to, and it was decided to take her there. She was removed to a room, built out from the main building, used formerly as a workshop, where cold and rain found unobstructed access, and here she fought with bitter reminiscences and future prospects till she became reckless of her faith and hopes and person, and half wished to end what nature seemed so tardily to take. And Abby made her frequent visits, and at last had her removed to her own apartment, where she might supply her once, and minister to her once more and heavenly things. Then came the family consultation. What is to be done with her? asked Mrs. B., after she has moved there with Nab. Send for the doctor, your brother, Mr. B. replied. When? Tonight. Tonight and for her? Wait till morning, she continued. She has waited too long now. I think something should be done soon. I doubt if she is much sick, sharply interrupted Mrs. B. Well, we'll see what our brother thinks. His coming was longed for by Fredo, who had known him well during her long sojourn and the family, and his praise of her nice butter and cheese, from which his table was applied. She knew he felt as well as spoke. You're sick, very sick, he said quickly, after a moment's pause. Take good care of her, Abby, or she'll never get well. All broken down. Yes, it wasn't Mrs. Moors, said Mrs. B., all this was done. She did but little the latter part of the time she was here. It was commenced longer ago than last summer. Take good care of her. She may never get well, remarked the doctor. We shan't pay you for doctoring her. You may look to the town for that, sir, said Mrs. B., and abruptly left the room.  A few kind words of consolation, and she was once more alone in the darkness which enveloped her previous days. Yet she felt sure they owed her a shelter and attention when disabled, and she resolved to feel patient and remain till she could help herself. Mrs. B. would not attend her, nor permit her domestic to stay with her at all. Aunt Abby was her sole comforter. Aunt Abby's nursing had the desired effect, and she slowly improved. As soon as she was able to be moved, the kind Mrs. Moor took her to her home again, and completed what Aunt Abby had so well commenced. Not that she was well, or ever would be, but she had recovered so far as rendered at hopeful she might provide for her own ones.  What seemed so light and easy to others was too much for Fredo, and it became necessary to ask once more where the sick should find an asylum. All felt that the place where her declining health began should be the place of relief, so they applied once more for a shelter. No, exclaimed the indignant Mrs. B., she shall never come under this roof again, never, never, she repeated, as if each repetition were a bolt to prevent admission. One only resource, the public must pay the expense. So she was removed to the home of two maidens, old, who had principle enough to be willing to earn the money a charitable public disperses. Three years of weary sickness wasted her, without extinguishing a life apparently so feeble. Two years had these maidens watched and cared for her, and they began to weary, and finally to request the authorities to remove her. Mrs. Hoggs was a lover of gold and silver, and she asked the favour of filling her coffers by caring for the sick. The removal caused severe sickness. By being bolstered in the bed, after a time she could use her hands, and often would ask for sewing to beguile the tedium. She had become very expert with her needle the first year of her release from Mrs. B., and she had forgotten none of her skill. Mrs. H. praised her, and as she improved in health, was anxious to employ her. She told her she could in this way replace her clothes, and as her board would be paid for, she would thus gain something. Many times her hands wrought when her body was in pain, but the hope that she might yet help herself impelled her on. Thus she reckoned her store of means by a few dollars, and was hoping soon to come in possession when she was startled by the announcement that Mrs. Hoggs had reported her to the physician and town officers as an imposter, that she was, in truth, able to get up and go to work. This brought on a severe sickness of two weeks when Mrs. Moore again sought her, and took her to her home. She had formerly had wealth at her command, but misfortune had deprived her of it, and unlocked her heart to sympathies and favors she had never known while it lasted. Her husband, defrauded of his last means by a branch of the Belmont family, had supported them by manual labor, gone to the West, and left his wife and four young children. But she felt humanity required her to give shelter to one she knew to be worthy of a hospitable reception. Mrs. Moore's physician was called, and pronounced her a very sick girl, and encouraged Mrs. M. to keep her and care for her, and he would see that the authorities were informed of Fredo's helplessness, and pledged assistance. Here she remained till sufficiently restored to so again. Then came the old resolution to take care of herself, to cast off the unpleasant charities of the public. She learned that in some towns in Massachusetts, girls make straw bonnets, that it was easy and profitable. But how should she, black, feeble, and poor, find anyone to teach her? But God prepares the way when human agencies see no path. Here was found a plain, poor, simple woman, who could see merit beneath a dark skin. And when the invalid mulatto told her sorrows, she opened her door and her heart, and took the stranger in. Expert with the needle, Fredo soon equalled her instructress, and she saw also to teach her the value of useful books, and while one read aloud to the other of deeds historic and names renowned, Fredo experienced a new impulse. She felt herself capable of elevation. She felt that this book information supplied an undefined dissatisfaction she had long felt, but could not express. Every leisure moment was carefully applied to self-improvement, and a devout and Christian exterior invited confidence from the villagers. Thus she passed months of quiet, growing in the confidence of her neighbors and newfound friends. CHAPTER XII. CHAPTER XII. The winding up of the matter. NOTHING NEW UNDER THE SUN, SOLOMON. A few years ago, within the compass of my narrative, there appeared often, in some of our New England villages, professed fugitives from slavery, who recounted their personal experience in homely phrase, and awakened the indignation of non-slaveholders against brother pro. Such a one appeared in the new home of Fredo. And as people of color were rare there, was it strange she should attract her dark brother, that he should inquire her out, succeed in seeing her, feel a strange sensation in his heart towards her, that he should toy with her shining curls, feel proud to provoke her to smile, and expose the ivory concealed by thin, ruby lips, that her sparkling eyes should fascinate, that he should propose, that they should marry. A short acquaintance was indeed an objection, but she saw him often, and thought she knew him. He never spoke of his enslavement to her when alone, but she felt that, like her own oppression, it was painful to disturb oftener than was needful. He was a fine, straight negro, whose back showed no marks of the lash, erect as if it never crouched beneath a burden. There was a silent sympathy, which Fredo felt attracted her, and she opened her heart to the presence of love, the arbitrary and inexorable tyrant. She removed to Singleton, her former residence, and there was married. Here were Fredo's first feelings of trust and repose on human arm. She realized for the first time the relief of looking to another for comfortable support. Occasionally he would leave her to lecture. Those tours were prolonged often to weeks.  Fredo was again feeling her self-dependence, and was at last compelled to resort alone to that. Samuel was kind to her when at home, but made no provision for his absence, which was at last unprecedented. He left her to her fate, embarked at sea, with the disclosure that he had never seen the South, and that his illiterate harangues were humbugs for hungry abolitionists. Once more alone. Yet not alone. A still newer companionship would soon force itself upon her. No one wanted her with such prospects. Herself was burden enough, who would have an additional one. The horrors of her condition nearly prostrated her, and she was again thrown upon the public for sustenance. Then followed the birth of her child. The long, absent Samuel unexpectedly returned and rescued her from charity. Recovering from her expected illness, she once more commenced toil for herself and child, in a room obtained of a poor woman, but with better fortune. One so well known could not be wholly neglected. Kind friends watched her when Samuel was from home, prevented her from suffering, and when the cold weather pinched the warmly clad, a kind friend took them in, and thus preserved them. At last Samuel's business became very engrossing, and after long desertion news reached his family that he had become a victim of yellow fever in New Orleans. So much toil as was necessary to sustain Fredo was more than she could endure. As soon as her baby could be nourished without his mother, she left him in charge of a Mrs. Capon and procured an agency, hoping to recruit her health and gain an easier livelihood for herself and child. This afforded her better maintenance than she had yet found. She passed into the various towns of the state she lived in, then into Massachusetts. Strange were some of her adventures. Watched by kidnappers, male treated by professed abolitionists, who didn't want slaves at the south, nor niggers in their own houses north. Faw, to lodge one, to eat with one, to admit one through the front door, to sit next one, awful. Traps slyly laid by the vicious to ensnare her, she resolutely avoided. In one of her tours, Providence favored her with a friend, who pitying her cheerless lot, kindly provided her with a valuable recipe, from which she might herself manufacture a useful article for her maintenance. This proved a more agreeable and an easier way of sustenance. And thus to the present time may you see her busily employed in preparing her merchandise, then salient forth to encounter many frowns, but some kind friends and purchasers. Nothing turns her from her steadfast purpose of elevating herself. Reposing on God, she has thus far journeyed securely. Still an invalid, she asks your sympathy, gentle reader. Refuse not, because some part of her history is unknown, saved by the omniscient God. Enough has been unrolled to demand your sympathy and aid. Do you ask the destiny of those connected with her early history? A few years only have elapsed since Mr. and Mrs. B passed into another world. As age increased Mrs. B became more irritable, so that no one, even her own children, could remain with her. And she was accompanied by her husband to the home of Louis, where after an agony and death unspeakable she passed away. Only a few months since Aunt Abby entered heaven. Jack and his wife rest in heaven, disturbed by no intruders. And Susan and her child are yet with the living. Jane has silver locks in place of Auburn tresses. But she has the early love of Henry still, and has never regretted her exchange of lovers. Fredo has passed from their memories, as Joseph from the butlers. But she will never cease to track them till beyond mortal vision. End of CHAPTER XII Appendix of R. Nigg. Truth is stranger than fiction, and whoever reads the narrative of Alfredo will find the assertion verified. About eight years ago I became acquainted with the author of this book, and I feel a privilege to speak a few words on her behalf. Through the instrumentality of an itinerant color lecturer, she was brought to W. Massachusetts. This is an ancient town where the mothers and daughters seek, not wool and flax, but straw, working willingly with their hands. Here she was introduced to the family of Mrs. Walker, who kindly consented to receive her as an inmate of her household, and immediately succeeded in procuring work for her as a straw sower. Being very ingenious, she soon acquired the art of making hats. But on account of former hard treatment, her constitution was greatly impaired, and she was subject to seasons of sickness. On this account Mrs. W. gave her a room joining her own chamber, where she could hear her faintest call. Never shall I forget the expression of her black but comely face, as she came to me one day, exclaiming, O Aunt Jay, I have at last found a home, and not only a home, but a mother. My cup runneth over. What shall I render to the Lord for all his benefits? Months passed on, and she was happy, truly happy. Her health began to improve under the genial sunshine in which she lived, and she even looked forward with hope, joyful hope, to the future. But alas, it is not in man that walketh to direct his steps. One beautiful morning in the early spring of 1842, as she was taking her usual walk, she chanced to meet her old friend, the lecturer, who brought her to W. And with him was a fugitive slave. Young, well-formed, and very handsome, he said he had been a house servant, which seemed to account in some measure for his gentlemanly manners and pleasing address. The meeting was entirely accidental, but it was a sad occurrence for poor Alfredo, as her own sequel tells. Suffice it to say, an acquaintance and attachment was formed, which in due time resulted in marriage. In a few days she left W, and all her home comforts, and took up her abode in New Hampshire. For a while everything went unwell, and she dreamed not of danger. But in an evil hour he left his young and trusting wife, and embarked for sea. She knew nothing of all this, and waited for his return. But she waited in vain. Days passed, weeks passed, and he came not. Then her heart failed her. She felt herself deserted at a time, when, of all others, she most needed the care and soothing attentions of a devoted husband. For a time she tried to sustain herself, but this was impossible. She had friends, but they were mostly of that class, who were poor in the things of earth, but rich in faith. The charity on which she depended failed at last, and there was nothing to save her from the county house. Go she must. But her feelings on her way thither, and after her arrival, can be given better in her own language. And I trust it will be no breach of confidence, if I hear insert part of a letter she wrote her mother Walker concerning the matter. The evening before I left for my dreaded journey to the house, which was to be my abode, I packed my trunk, carefully placing in it every little memento of affection received from you, and my friends and W, among which was the portable ink stand, pens, and paper. My beautiful little Bible was laid aside, as a place nearer my heart was reserved for that. I need not tell you I slept not a moment that night. My home, my peaceful, quiet home with you, was before me. I could see my dear little room, with its pleasant eastern window, opening to the morning. But more than all, I beheld you, my mother, gliding softly in, and kneeling by my bed to read, as no one but you can read. The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. But I cannot go on, for tears blind me. For a description of the morning, and of the scant breakfast, I must wait another time. We started. The man who came for me was kind as he could be, helped me carefully into the wagon, for I had no strength, and drove on. For miles I spoke not a word. Then the silence would be broken by the driver, uttering some sort of word the horse seemed to understand, for he invariably quickened his pace. And so, just before nightfall, we halted at the institution, prepared for the homeless. With cold civility the matron received me, and bade one of the inmates show me my room. She did so, and I followed up two flights of stairs. I crept as I was able, and when she said, go in there, I obeyed, asking for my trunk, which was soon placed by me. My room was furnished, some like the Prophet's chamber, except there was no candlestick. So when I could creep down, I begged for a light, and it was granted. Then I flung myself on the bed and cried, until I could cry no longer. I rose up and tried to pray. The Savior seemed near. I opened my precious little Bible, and the first verse that caught my eye was, I am poor and needy, yet the Lord thinketh upon me. Oh, my mother, could I tell you the comfort this was to me. I sat down, calm, almost happy, took my pen, and row on the inspiration of the moment. Oh, Holy Father, by thy power, thus far in life I'm brought, and now in this dark, trying hour, oh God, forsake me not. Didst thou not nourish and sustain my infancy and youth? Have I not testimonials plain of thy unchanging truth? Though I've no home to call my own, my heart shall not repine. The Saint may live on earth unknown, and yet in glory shine. When my Redeemer dwelt below, he chose a lowly lot. He came unto his own, but low, his own received him not. Oft was the mountain his abode, the cold, cold earth his bed. The midnight moon, shone softly down, on his unsheltered head. But my head was sheltered, and I tried to feel thankful. Two or three letters were received after this by her friends in W. And then all was silent. No one of us knew whether she still lived, or had gone to her home on high. But it seemed she remained in this house until after the birth of her babe. Then her faithless husband returned, and took her to some town in New Hampshire, where for a time he supported her and his little son decently well. But again he left her as before, suddenly and unexpectedly, and she saw him no more. Her efforts were again successful in a measure, in securing a meager maintenance for a time, but her struggles with poverty and sickness were severe. At length a door of hope was opened. A kind gentleman and the lady took her little boy into their own family, and provided everything necessary for his good, and all this without the hope of remuneration. But let them know they shall be recompensed at the resurrection of the just. God is not unmindful of this work, this labor of love. As for the afflicted mother, she too has been remembered. The heart of a stranger was moved with compassion, and bestowed a recipe upon her for restoring gray hair to its former color. She availed herself of this great help, and has been quite successful. But her health is again falling, and she has felt herself obliged to resort to another method of procuring her bread, that of writing and autobiography. I trust she will find a ready sale for her interesting work, and let all the friends who purchase a volume remember they are doing good to one of the most worthy, and I had almost said most unfortunate of the human family. I will only add in conclusion a few lines calculated to comfort and strengthen this sorrowful homeless one. I will help thee sayeth the Lord. I will help thee promise kind, made by our high priest above, soothing to the troubled mind, full of tenderness and love. I will help thee when the storm gathers dark on every side, safely from impending harm, and my sheltering bosom hide. I will help thee, weary saint, cast thy burdens all on me. O how can't thou tire or faint, while my arm encircles thee? I have pitied every tear, heard and counted every sigh, ever lend a gracious ear to thy supplicating cry. What, though thy wounded bosom bleed, pierced by affliction's dart, do I not all thy sorrows heed and bear thee on my heart? Soon will the lowly grave become thy quiet resting place, thy spirit finds a peaceful home in mansions near my face. There are thy robes and glittering crown outshining yonder sun. Soon shalt thou lay, the body down, and put those glories on. Long has thy golden lyre been strung, which angels cannot move. No song to this is ever sung, but bleeding, dying love. Alita Having known the writer of this book for a number of years, and knowing the many privations and mortifications she has had to pass through, I the more willingly add my testimony to the truth of her assertions. She is one of that class, who by some are considered not only as little lower than the angels, but far beneath them. But I have long since learned that we are not to look at the color of the hair, the eyes or the skin, for the man or woman, their life is the criterion we are to judge by. The writer of this book has seemed to be a child of misfortune. Early in life she was deprived of her parents, and all those endearing associations, to which childhood clings. Indeed, she may be said not to have had that happy period, for being taken from home so young, and placed where she had nothing to love or cling to, I often wonder she had not grown up a monster, and those very people calling themselves Christians. The good Lord deliver me from such, and they likewise ruined her health by hard work, both in the field and house. She was indeed a slave, and every sense of the word, and a lonely one too. But she has found some friends in this degraded world that were willing to do by others, as they would have others do by them, that were willing she should live, and have an existence on the earth with them. She has never enjoyed any degree of comfortable health since she was eighteen years of age, and a great deal of the time has been confined to her room and bed. She is now trying to write a book, and I hope the public will look favorably on it, and patronize the same, for she is a worthy woman. Her own health being poor, and having a child to care for, for by the way she has been married, and she wishes to educate him, in her sickness he has been taken from her, and sent to the county farm, because she could not pay his board every week. But as soon as she was able she took him from that place, and now he has a home where he is contented and happy, and where he is considered as good as those he is with. He is an intelligent, smart boy, and no doubt will make a smart man, if he is rightly managed. He is beloved by his playmates, and by all the friends of the family. For the family do not recognize those as friends, who do not include him in their family, or as one of them, and his mother as a daughter, for they treat her as such, and she certainly deserves all the affection and kindness that is bestowed upon her. And they are always happy to have her visit them whenever she will. They are not wealthy, but the latch string is always out when suffering humanity needs a shelter. The last loaf they are willing to divide with those more needy than themselves, remembering these words, do good as we have opportunity, and we can always find opportunity if we have the disposition. And now I would say I hope those who call themselves friends of our dark-skinned brethren will lend a helping hand, and assist our sister, not in giving, but in buying a book. The expense is trifling, and the reward of doing good is great. Our duty is to our fellow beings, and when we let an opportunity pass, we know not what we lose. Therefore we should do with all our might what our hands find to do, and remember the words of him who went about doing good, that inasmuch as ye have done a good deed to one of the least of these, my brethren, ye have done it to me, and even a cup of water is not forgotten. Therefore let us work while the day lasts, and we shall in no wise lose our reward. Feeling a deep interest in the welfare of the writer of this book, and hoping that its circulation will be extensive, I wish to say a few words in her behalf. I have been acquainted with her for several years, and have always found her worthy the esteem of all friends of humanity, one whose soul is alive to the work to which she puts her hand. Although her complexion is a little darker than my own, I esteem it a privilege to associate with her, and assist her whenever an opportunity presents itself. It is with this motive that I write these few lines, knowing this book must be interesting to all who have any knowledge of the writer's character, or wish to have. I hope no one will refuse to aid her in her work, as she is worthy the sympathy of all Christians, and those who have a spark of humanity in their breasts. Thinking it unnecessary for me to write a long epistle, I will close by bidding her Godspeed. C. D. S. End of Appendix. End of Appendix. End of Arnegg by Harriet E. Wilson.


Fishing for Shenron. Fully school, it's my Shenron now. You got seven bars? I didn't even check that. It's my Shenron. How's it going everybody? Dato Dewey here back with some more Dragon Ball Fighters online matches and today we are doing the coveted rematch that everybody was asking for. It's me versus Cloud805. How you doing, man? I'm doing pretty good, man. Pretty good. Glad to be here. This is actually part two of our sets that we just played. You can go back and watch part one on his channel. It'll be down probably in a pinned comment or description. Great game came down. No, let me not say that. I have spoilers. But go watch the set. Let's see what happens now. I'm playing Team Earthling because we've got to represent, oh, I'd like Krillin and Barys himself. That Ultra Instinct? We've got Ultra Instinct lines? It's okay, dude. Women love Eclipse, you guys. All right, I'm noticing GT Goku. This is going to be rough. That assist is still good as ever. You got a small boy. I need a small boy. I feel that. It's only fair. Am I getting mixed? I'm getting mixed. Oh, yeah, baby. That is deadly.  Oh, no. I got a 6M. I got to let him know. There's no better mix than 6M, dude. If we're playing a line, I got to... I thought you were going to... I didn't trust you, I'll be honest. I did not trust the... I don't do it. That move is cheap. Yeah. It doesn't beat beams, but it is faster than most. You'll see a lot of situations where it looks like the beam is coming out, but I'm just going to spark here. Keep him alive? Yeah, I don't want to... Oh, this is going to hurt. Yeah, it's going to do a bit. Actually, let me see if I can time this. Okay. I think you're going to murder me and cope. Oh, God, I tried to challenge. Yeah, I'm not... Oh, no. You know what?   I definitely didn't raw level 3. Don't believe the lies. I did try it, but... I believe you, dude, but my Tommy gun don't... It don't miss. I'll be dying with this double. Double level 1 probably will kill. Yeah, that's tough. My man's just got fisted, bro. I could have been really good if I did get a character done, but now I'm really feeling the loss of the sparking. Okay. Oh, the mix. You take those. A lot of bar in the back pocket, honestly. Yeah, but you got to... I was going to say, you got to make yourself bleed to spend it. Yeah, I don't... I don't really want to... I don't want to miss. Oh, dragon red? I did 6-8. Yeah, I saw it at the last second I saw it. I was like, what was that? That would have hurt me mentally, honestly. I was like, if he's 5-8's and I land this, he's dead. He loses a set just off confidence alone. My dog couldn't believe what just happened. Oh, wow, that actually... Did that combo? Yeah, I think so. Oh, am I dead? I don't know, but I'm really hoping. Oh, wow. End of damage. Yeah, that was like 1400 or something like that. Thank you for the buffs, Arxis. I don't know why you gave Tien clones, but I... Good luck. The reflect arena. Yeah, but I came back because I knew I had to get some damage. Hopefully we could... Oh, no! Chase down. Tien really got beat up. He was doing good for a long time and then Goku GT came in and said, Alright, so that's enough. That's enough of Tien. Yeah, he's out of here, dude. It's alright, Tien. It's alright, you'll be okay, dude. You'll be back next game. You will return. Now it's up to Yamcha. Confidence level earned. Ooh, 42-8. Hit the knockdown. That's not what I wanted. That was an attempt at a level 3. That was sick. Oh, no! I thought that was going to hit you.  I know.  I'm so bad. So much for you getting lucky. Why did I do that? Oh, no, you madman. What I meant to do there was the backflip, but I just did... That was cool, alright. This is... Am I dead? No, we're not dead. This is vanilla goku, maybe. If I had a spirit bomb damage, dude, maybe. I think that's what I was thinking. I was like, oh, what am I about to go through? Alright, let's see if I can even... Ooh, cheap, cheap, cheap. The mix-up, dude. Yeah, that was ambiguous. I was like... Too late.   I blocked cross-up and then I came back and I think I just blocked standing. Oh no, bro. Does that hit low, the powerful? No. Oh, so I didn't block stand. Yeah, it's a left-right mix-up. That's what makes it so hard. Tough life. Alright, well, let's see if Tien can do a little more against... GT goku is going to be the problem character for me. GT, little guy?  What, that crosses up? Hello? I'm trying to tell people that Krillin is S tier, but they don't believe me. That's plus and it can cross up. I don't know... The mix-up is so good, you don't even know where you're going. Yeah, exactly. I don't know how to do it on purpose, but it does happen from time to time. Yeah, it's a bus driver, dude. Alright, I'm out of here. I'm back in here. Oh, so we're just doing this. It's like this? Yeah, you gotta go. I don't... Personally, I don't see why this is necessary.  Oh my god. That was unfortunate. Back down? Yeah, it was. Oh no, I didn't walk. He ain't got me again with that two round. That has some range to it. It does. He goes mad for it. Still a ton of damage. This character is... We talked about it on your part, but this character is so good. D.P. Yeah. Just for style? Well, I mean... I mean also damage. He did. He did. It hurts, but... If I could get a... That's not really snap worthy. Okay, UI makes his way back in here at some point. You wanna bro? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Oh no, I'm dead. I'm just gonna do this. The mistakes have been made. That's alright though, dude. At what cost? At what cost? Most of my health. It cost a chuck. We're really going through here. Oh, recover from that. Oh, machine gun? I didn't even know you had that assist, honestly. I think it's pretty good assist. It's a... It's definitely got... Oh! Oh, I did not mean to... How does it feel to get 6-10, bro? It feels... Feels deserved. They only mix up your need. Oh, I didn't think that was gonna hit you. Nah, I'm definitely weak to that beam. Why did I... Every time. Yeah, I don't know. I think I'm just dumb today. Damage, damage. Personally, I don't see why we needed that much damage. Okay, this is scary. Oh, I'm dead. I'll take those. I hope a level 3 kills here. Oh, this is not, dude. You should have... No, I did... I thought... Oh, no, live and break. I trusted you. You take those. Oh, dude. It doesn't matter. You can just 6M for the win. Yeah, you know how it is. Oh, my God, that is so hard to block.  Yeah, I know.  I'm not a fan of this idea, but... Okay, I'll sit over here. I definitely appreciate... Oh, you mad, man. If you can drop this, I'd appreciate... Actually, am I dead here? I'm not leveled up. Yeah, that's... Actually, it's kind of crazy that I leveled up. What am I doing? I'm a mad man. You're right. I really lost it at some point. Ew, baby. Dude, I don't get it. I just put a level of system. It's not that hard. Plus 4. Okay. Oh, my God. Of course, I'm dead. Of course, jab, dragon rush. Don't drop it. Oh, my God. If I dropped that one, we ain't playing the full set, bro. The video would have cut off. I would have been... Just cut to the thanks for watching, let's all folks. Just immediately cuts. Thanks, everybody. Just a yeet your router, bro. Yeah, just... Oh, my God. And then the router just flies off. Damn. Sorry, guys. Not to do it, the channel is canceled. Yeah, just add an explosion in there. Dude, people love explosions. Look at how proud they made GT. Do we get another team shot with this? Nah, we don't. GT Goku is standing in the bay. He knew how dangerous he was. He's like, yeah, I'm here. I'm here.  I didn't get the team shot. And then you got Krillin. Yeah, Krillin. You always cut it. I always cut it, because the team can't handle anymore... Oh, I didn't know what side you were on. The team can't... Wait, I don't have a... Oh, I did have a jump. Okay, I was worried. Oh, yeah, maybe... I barely... To be honest, I really should have... I really should have had my eyes open for that one. Oh! That move is kind of good that you can cancel in the counter. Can you spark off of that as well? You can, but the spark... You can't combo off the spark. Yeah, but I just mean like... I don't know. When I do stuff, I think of... Will I die for this? That's what I gotta know. What? Oh, I did that too slow. Oh, no, my 2H. Let's go, baby. Take a bit of damage here. Ooh! I don't even think I've seen that interaction. Oh, my God, Yamcha. I tried to punch him in the mouth. He really did swing on Yamcha like that. That's crazy.  I'm dead. Oh, you didn't have to unload on me like that, dude. Yeah, I spent a lot of parts. It was expensive, but it was a well-needed kill. Okay, let me see if I can level up this time. Chow-tsu! I was really hoping Chow-tsu would... Oh, my goodness. I'm nervous. Leg loops. Can we... Can we not? I'm gonna have to call out the Ola. Oh, yeah, the reset. Why are we resetting? I have to. I don't think Yamcha's died first, and has he died first in any of our games so far? Because this is gonna be crippling. Good. This is gonna be bad. I'm not trying to get fisted out here, bro. Yamcha is my last line of defense. Chow-tsu, how you been... All right, Chow-tsu, you've really left me in a bad spot. Oh, why? I just stopped blocking. Life of stuff. Oh, my goodness. Set ups, baby. Why think hard when you could just have set ups and be lazy? Let the game play slow. Oh, that was sick. Oh, what's that? I wasn't ready. I didn't think that would hit you. Oh, no. That was a great conversion. Oh, my goodness. Let me live. I gotta kill Chow-tsu. Gotta let him know that he failed me. Okay? Don't worry, dude. I'm coming for Chow-tsu next. Run, Chow-tsu.  He just flew past the screen. Like, right here in the background, if Chow-tsu was flying in the background, that would find me. This is for all the marbles. If I lose, it's over. No. Sometimes you have to challenge. Sometimes you do, and sometimes... I just have to be in the corner. It's understandable. Oh, my goodness. Nice cross. Damn, that hit me twice. He's that big. I had to hit you a couple of times on the way down. Oh, my God. Nice, nice dragoness.  Really? I didn't trust it. I guess I didn't trust it. I guess I don't play with Tien enough to... Oh, no. Look at all that blue I find you. Yo, GT Goku, you are small. I pushed him back a little. I was like, what was that? Something got out of my way there. You gave the men an helping hand. Oh, yeah. Oh, my conference. Don't snap.  You know how it'll be. What? That's head invincible. That's right. Oh, yeah. Oh. Trusted that beam with my life right there. Oh, what's up? The dash back in. Yamcha had to die early again, dude. Yeah. I think that's a telling card of not a great look for me. He's paying for his crime, dude. Also, the range on Gohan's attacks are... Fantastic. Really good. Oh, come on, bro. That's gonna hurt. Oh, what a mistake. No. Even when I... Oh, what's up, GT? That was fast. The mixup, dude. Ours. Maybe not wrong. Maybe an adult Gohan is a problem character for me. You think Goku's a good thing. Oh, I got you. I feel abandoned at level 3. You could totally level 3 of me. Oh, DP nice. I guess I wanted to see if I actually was backdashing there or not. Definitely should just... Let it rock. I don't have seven bars with Krillin.   It's all I got. This is strategy though. Oh my god. Yeah, he died. Oh wait, that's good. That was I was gonna say usually the dragon ball system like if you kill at a certain state in the auto combo. It doesn't really work. I'm fishing. I'm fishing now. Nice. It's probably it. Oh, fishing for sure. It's my seven bars. I didn't even check that. It's my center on wish for my health back. No, I'll bring it back to home. Okay. I feel it. I didn't even see how many bars you have. What a man. Oh, you flipped out. No, I tried it. Unnecessary roughness. No, that moves. Thank you for a long time. Okay. Well, that's gonna be it. Not as good of a showing, but Shenron made an appearance. So it's hard to say that wasn't sick. Love to see it. All right. Thank you so much cloud for coming on the channel. Playing a few games. Like I said before, part one can be found in the pin comment or description. Not sure where I'm gonna put it yet, but you know, you'll see it. It'll be there. Other than that, thanks for checking out the video. You can leave a comment with your favorite moment or check out some of the other videos on top of your screen. Cloud, you got any last words? Yeah, man, don't forget to sub to the boy doctor. Look at him. Look at what he's pointing himself through for all y'all here, man. You can show a little bit, you know, faith and I'd appreciate it. Did you see the adult Gohan setups? I don't block those. All right. Two and a half bald men team. Yeah, it's a tough life. All right. Thank you guys so much for watching and I'll see you in the next video.