270 A HAIR-DRESSER'S EXPERIENCE
ened on with a wreath of orange buds; her bride¬
maids were dressed in keeping, while her aunt had on
a rich black velvet, with angel's wings of black lace.
Occasionally were seen two or three slaves moving
about through the house; there being no more, was
owing to there having ten or twelve ran off from them
a month or so before, over the bridge erected by a spe¬
cial Providence for them. That season there were two
or three hundred crossed over on the ice to the land
Some few weeks passed, and it was rumored that
Mrs. Colonel H. was going to give a party; every one
expecting an invitation, had their dresses ordered be¬
forehand, as all wished to go to her parties on account
of the elegance with which they were conducted.
Before the invitations were issued, those who were
doubtful of getting invitations, when they would meet
me on the street, would ask, "Oh, Iangy, am I invi¬
ted ?" " Do you know whether I will have an invita¬
tion ?" or, "Oh, how I wish I was going—I would so
like to be there;" and such like, knowing I generally
knew the different circles, and who would and who
would not be invited; they did not like to ask me to
try and get them invitations, but, by repeating, "I
wish I were going; I would give anything to go,"
they, as plainly as they could, hinted it to me. I
have obtained many invitations for ladies to large par¬
ties, where they would not for one instant think of
asking them had it not been for my request, as I work
for a great many of those who give large parties, and
they know I would not ask for any one unless I knew
them to be ladies, both in manners and principle.
The hostess at these large parties receives many la-