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ROMANCES OF SLAVERY TIMES. There are more romances of the cruel days of slavery among the colored people, even a quar-ter of a century after the emancipation procla-mation, than white-skinned people are generally aware. It is quite customary for inquiries to be read from the pulpits of colored churches asking the whereabouts of a brother or a sister, or per-haps a mother or son, from whom the person making the inquiry was separated either during the war or before the war, when families were divided by the auction-block. The other day a letter was read from the pulpit of one of the colored Baptist churches of this city, in which a brother asked about a sister, from whom he had been separated for over twenty years. The same letter had probably been read, as it is the custom, in nearly all the colored churches in the country. This one found an answer, the sister being Louisa Smith, a worthy colored woman, who has lived in this city many years, and is now in the family of Dr. J. L. Thompson. The brother is a preacher in St. Joseph, Mo., and they were separated in Kentucky when the war was in progress,