In reply to the unscrupulous inquiry of Forrester, the youth, with as little hesitation, declared himself to be a native of the neighboring state of South Carolina, born in one of its middle districts, and now on his way to Tennessee.

He concluded with giving his name.
"Colleton, Colleton," repeated the other, as if reviving some recollection of old time--"why, 'squire, I once knew a whole family of that name in Carolina.

I'm from Carolina myself, you must know.

There was an old codger--a fine, hearty buck--old Ralph Colleton--Colonel Ralph, as they used to call him.

He did have a power of money, and a smart chance of lands and field-niggers; but they did say he was going behindhand, for he didn't know how to keep what he had.