The Leader, edited by the son of Leigh Hunt, thought many parts of it "equal to anything which had appeared on the slavery question.”

The above are only a few of the many encomiums bestowed upon our author. Besides writing his books, Mr. Brown was also a regular contributor to the colunms of The London Daily News, The Liberator, Frederick Douglass' Paper, and The National Anti-slavery Standard. When we add, that in addition to his literary labors, Mr. Brown was busily engaged in the study of the medical profession, it will be admitted that he is one of the most industrious of men. After remaining abroad nearly six years, and travelling extensively through Great Britain and on the continent, he returned to the United States in 1854, landing at Philadelphia, where he was welcomed in a large public meeting presided over by Robert Purvis, Esq.

On reaching Boston, a welcome meeting was held in Tremont Temple, with Francis Jackson, Esq., in the chair, and at which Wendell Phillips said,-"I rejoice that our friend Brown went abroad; I rejoice still more that he has returned. The years any thoughtful man spends abroad must enlarge his mind and store it richly. But such a visit is to a colored man more than merely intellectual education. He lives for the first time free from the blighting chill of prejudice. Ile sees no society, no institution, no place of resort or means of comfort from which his color debars him.

"We have to thank our friend for the fidelity with which he has, amid many temptations, stood by those whose good name religious prejudice is trying to undermine in Great Britain. That land is not all Paradise to the colored man. Too many of them allow themselves to be made tools of the most subtle of their race. We recognize, to-night, the clear-sightedness and fidelity of Mr. Brown's course abroad, not only to thank him, but to assure our friends there that this is what the Abolitionists of Boston endorse."

Mr. Phillips proceeded:-"I still more rejoice that Mr. Brown has returned. Returned to what? Not to what he can call his country.' The white man comes home.' When Milton heard, in Italy, the sound of arms from England, he hastened backyoung, enthusiastic, and bathed in beautiful art as he was in Florence. I would not be away,' he said, when a blow was struck for liberty.' He came to a country where his manhood was recognized, to fight on equal footing.

The black man comes home to no liberty but the liberty of suffering-to struggle in fetters for the welfare of his race. It is a magnanimous sympathy with his blood that brings such a man back. I honor it. We meet to do it honor. Franklin's motto was, bi Libertas, ibi patria—Where liberty is, there is y country. Had our friend adopted that for his rule, would have stayed in Europe. Liberty for him

is there. The colored man who returns, like our friend, to labor, crushed and despised, for his race, sails under a higher flag. His motto is,-'Where my country is, there will I bring liberty!'"

Although Dr. Brown could have entered upon the practice of his profession, for which he was so well qualified, he nevertheless, with his accustomed zeal, continued with renewed vigor in the cause of the freedom of his race.

In travelling through the country and facing the prejudice that met the colored man at every step, he saw more plainly the vast difference between this country and Europe.

In giving an account of his passage on the little steamer that plies between Ithica and Cayuga Bridge,

he says,

"When the bell rang for breakfast, I went to the table, where I found some twenty or thirty persons. I had scarcely taken my seat, when a rather snobbyappearing man, of dark complexion, looking as if a South Carolina or Georgia sun had tanned him, began ubbing his hands, and, turning up his nose, called the steward, and said to him, 'Is it the custom on this boat to put niggers at the table with white people?'

"The servant stood for a moment, as if uncertain what reply to make, when the passenger continued, 'Go tell the captain that I want him.' Away

went the steward. I had been too often insulted on account of my connection with the slave, not to know for what the captain was wanted. However, as I was hungry, I commenced helping myself to what I saw before me, yet keeping an eye to the door, through which the captain was soon to make his appearance. As the steward returned, and I heard the heavy boots of the commander on the stairs, a happy thought struck me; and I eagerly watched for the coming-in of the officer.

"A moment more, and a strong voice called out, Who wants me?'

"I answered at once, I, sir.'

"What do you wish?' asked the captain.

"I want you to take this man from the table,' said I.

"At this unexpected turn of the affair, the whole cabin broke out into roars of laughter; while my rival on the opposite side of the table seemed bursting with rage. The captain, who had joined in the merriment, said,

Why do you want him taken from the table?'

Is it your custom, captain,' said I, 'to let niggers

sit at table with white folks on your boat?'

"This question, together with the fact that the other passend sent for the officer, and that I had thunder,' appeared to please the company

gave themselves up to laughter; while

the Southern-looking man left the cabin with the exclamation, Damn fools!" "

In the autumn of 1854, Dr. Brown published his "Sketches of Places and People Abroad," that met. with a rapid sale, and which the New York Tribune said, was "well-written and intensely interesting."

His drama, entitled "The Dough Face," written shortly after, and read by him before lyceums, gave general satisfaction wherever it was heard.

Indeed, in this particular line the doctor seems to excel, and the press was unanimous in its praise of his efforts. The Boston Journal characterized the drama and its reading as "interesting in its composition, and admirably rendered.”

"The Escape; or, Leap for Freedom," followed the "Dough Face," and this drama gave an amusing picture of slave life, and was equally as favorably received by the public.

In 1863, Dr. Brown brought out "The Black Man," a work which ran through ten editions in three years, and which was spoken of by the press in terms of the highest commendation, and of which Frederick Douglass wrote in his own paper,

"Though Mr. Brown's book may stand alone upon its own merits, and stand strong, yet while reading its interesting pages,-abounding in fact and argument, replete with eloquence, logic, and learning, clothed with simple yet eloquent language,—it is hard to repress