During the last winter a "contraband" came into the Federal lines in North Carolina, and was marched up to the offioer of the day to give an account of himself, whereupon the following colloquy ensued : " What's your name ? " " My nauie's Sata." "Sam what?" "No, Bah; not Sam Watt. I'se iist Sam " '' What's your other name ? " " I hasn't got no oder name, sah. I'se Sam- that's all." " What's your master's name ? " " I'se got do massa now; massa runDed away - yah ! yah I I'se a freo nigger now." " Well, what's your father and mother's name ? " " I'se got none sah - nebber had none. I'se jist Sam - ain't nobodv else." " Haven't you any bróthers and sisters ? " " No, sah, nebher had none. No brudder, no sister, no fadder, no mudder, no massa - nothiug but Sam. Whcn you see Sam you see all derc is qfus."