I have little space to give to their pitiful story.  Many have doubtless heard it.  The younger brother, John, was, at least as a child, more fortunate.  When Charleston was at last occupied by the Union army, the two oldest, Francis and Archibald, attracted the attention of some members of the Sanitary Commission by their intelligence and good behavior, and were by them sent to Massachusetts, where some temporary work was found for them.  Two vacancies happening to occur in Lincoln University, Oxford, Pennsylvania, they were recommended to fill them.  Thither they went in 1866, and, eager and determined to profit by their advantages, they studied so well during the winter months, and worked so diligently to help themselves in the summer, that, in spite of the drawbacks of their past life, they rose to honorable positions in the University, and won the regard of all connected with it.  Some time in February, 1868, Mrs. Weld read in the Anti-Slavery Standard a notice of a meeting of a literary society at Lincoln University, at which an address was delivered by one of the students, named Francis Grimke.  She was surprised, and as she had never before heard of the university, she made some inquiries about it, and was much interested in what she learned of its object and character.  She knew that the name of Grimke was confined to the Charleston family, and naturally came to the conclusion, at first, that this student who had attracted her attention was an ex-slave of one of her brothers, and had, as was frequently done, adopted his master’s name.  But the circumstance worried her.  She could not drive it from her mind.  She knew so well that blackest page of slavery on which was written the wrongs of its women, that, dreadful as was the suspicion, it slowly grew upon her that the blood of the Grimkes, the proud descendants of the Huguenots, flowed in the veins of this poor colored student.  The agitation into which further reflection on the subject threw her came very near making her ill and finally decided her to learn the truth if possible.  She addressed a note to Mr. Francis Grimke.  The answer she received confirmed her worst fears.  He and his brothers were her nephews.  Her nerves already unstrung by the dread of this cruel blow, Angelina fainted when it came, and was completely prostrated for several days.  Her husband and sister refrained from disturbing her by a question or a suggestion.  Physically stronger than she, they felt the superiority of her spiritual strength, and uncertain, on this most momentous occasion, of their own convictions of duty, they looked to her for the initiative.