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Mr.
Northup
,
re-filling
his
pipe
,
entered
into
quite
an
elaborate
narrative
of
the
origin
of
the
various
sections
of
parties
,
and
concluded
by
saying
there
was
another
party
in
New-York
,
known
as
free-soilers
or
abolitionists
.
"
You
have
seen
none
of
those
in
this
part
of
the
country
,
I
presume
?
"
Mr.
Northup
remarked
.
"
Never
,
but
one
,
"
answered
Waddill
,
laughingly
.
"
We
have
one
here
in
Marksville
,
an
eccentric
creature
,
who
preaches
abolitionism
as
vehemently
as
any
fanatic
at
the
North
.
He
is
a
generous
,
inoffensive
man
,
but
always
maintaining
the
wrong
side
of
an
argument
.
It
affords
us
a
deal
of
amusement
.
He
is
an
excellent
mechanic
,
and
almost
indispensable
in
this
community
.
He
is
a
carpenter
.
His
name
is
Bass
.
"
Some
further
good-natured
conversation
was
had
at
the
expense
of
Bass
'
peculiarities
,
when
Waddill
all
at
once
fell
into
a
reflective
mood
,
and
asked
for
the
mysterious
letter
again
.
"
Let
me
see
--
l-e-t
m-e
s-e-e
!
"
he
repeated
,
thoughtfully
to
himself
,
running
his
eyes
over
the
letter
once
more
.
"
'
Bayou
Bœuf
,
August
15
.
'
August
15
--
post-marked
here
.
'
He
that
is
writing
for
me
--
'
Where
did
Bass
work
last
summer
?
"
he
inquired
,
turning
suddenly
to
his
brother
.
His
brother
was
unable
to
inform
him
,
but
rising
,
left
the
office
,
and
soon
returned
with
the
intelligence
that
"
Bass
worked
last
summer
somewhere
on
Bayou
Bœuf
.
"
"
He
is
the
man
,
"
bringing
down
his
hand
emphatically
on
the
table
,
"
who
can
tell
us
all
about
Solomon
Northup
,
"
exclaimed
Waddill
.
Bass
was
immediately
searched
for
,
but
could
not
be
found
.
After
some
inquiry
,
it
was
ascertained
he
was
at
the
landing
on
Red
River
.
Procuring
a
conveyance
,
young
Waddill
and
Northup
were
not
long
in
traversing
the
few
miles
to
the
latter
place
.
On
their
arrival
,
Bass
was
found
,
just
on
the
point
of
leaving
,
to
be
absent
a
fortnight
or
more
.
After
an
introduction
,
Northup
begged
the
privilege
of
speaking
to
him
privately
a
moment
.
They
walked
together
towards
the
river
,
when
the
following
conversation
ensued
:
"
Mr.
Bass
,
"
said
Northup
,
"
allow
me
to
ask
you
if
you
were
on
Bayou
Bœuf
last
August
?
"
"
Yes
,
sir
,
I
was
there
in
August
,
"
was
the
reply
.
"
Did
you
write
a
letter
for
a
colored
man
at
that
place
to
some
gentleman
in
Saratoga
Springs
?
"
