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Text for Page 036 [03-10-1862]

    �Chief Justice John Marshall of Virginia.�
the patrol challenged us as we clattered through
its black, deserted streets.    At the City Hotel
I put my horse up and rewarding my guide with
a handful of cigars (as it was too late to procure
a drink) I saw my horse attended
to, and being shown into a big upper room with
a proportionable four poster in it, I there fell
asleep, after hastily scoring up in my diary the
incidents of the day.   In it I find the pencilled
entry: �$30 spent since I left New York.�
  11.  Tuesday.   I was aroused next morning
by a well-dressed, middle-aged negro with a
bald head who with great courtesy and good-
humor presented his card, announcing himself
as �Chief Justice John Marshall of Virginiax.�  He
was a slave born near Winchester, and pro-
fessed himself �an old line whig in politics.  He had 
waited on Henry Clay and remembered
Jackson and other notabilities.  He read the papers,
conversed intelligently and eagerly about the civil
war and informed me that all the colored people
were in social telegraph with each other.   I told
him of Lincoln�s emancipation message and of the
cheers at the Cooper Institute, which interested 
him greatly.    He said the negroes were dubious
of the intentions of the U. S. government, but
added, of the President: �A good man, Sir!   It�s
coming!�    A nephew of his had been sold, since
	x He had been body servant to him & so appropriated the name.               
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