Neither this lengthy nor other shorter articles which have been offered since that time to editors of newspepers did suit their taste in the general corruption of the press. I saw since that time, to wit in December, 1858, again personally Mr. Garrisson in his office in Boston, but he was as stubborn in his pernicious course as in former times. I called very seldom, when I was in Philadelphia, in the "Garrisonian" antislavery office. But it happened, I think, towards the end of the winter season, A.D. 1858, while I was passing that office, that I was impressed to enter it. I found there a rich Mulatto with whom I had been acquainted for years, but who was so chained by the Garrisonian imposition, that although I walked several times some miles from Philadelphia to teach him in his house, how our master had decreed to deliver slaves by co-operation of slaveholders themselves, the rich Mulatto had never time to study our message of Peace, although he seemed to burn with great zeal for redeeming slaves, and he and his wife had superabundance of time to attend antislavery meetings and conventions and to perform all prescriptions of "the Garrisonian Liberator." At that my meeting with him in the "Anti-slavery Office" I understood from his conversation with others, that they had appointed a meeting at candle-light of that day, and that that Mulatto was by virtue of his office president of that meeting. I did not inquire, for what antislavery purpose that meeting was appointed, and without asking this I said to the Mulatto, that I was also inclined to attend that meeting, if he would tell after their meeting to the audience, that I had a message which would need no more than three minutes time, and that my message would not interfere with their meeting. The rich Mulatto accepted my offer.