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no resources within himself, he was compelled to be the copyist of many, and being such, he was forever the victim of inconsistency; and of consequence he was an object of contempt, and was held as such even by his slaves. Halloo!" (Three voices at the same time.) "Come here!-Go there!-Hold on Page 95 where you are! She stands-she sits-she staggers- she falls-she groans-she dies-and there are none of her statistics on the True State of Epidemic Police Suicide children or grandchildren present, to wipe from her wrinkled brow the cold sweat of death, or to place beneath the sod her fallen remains.

On the one hand, there stood slavery, a stern reality, glaring frightfully upon us,-its robes already crimsoned with the blood of millions, and even now feasting itself greedily upon our own flesh. How I escaped death, I do not know. So, when the holidays ended, we staggered up from the filth of our wallowing, took a long breath, and marched to the field,- feeling, upon the whole, rather glad to go, from what our master had deceived us into a belief was freedom, back. Master Hugh was very much enraged.

These were members and ministers in the Reformed Methodist Church. Fortunate, most fortunate occurrence!-fortunate for the millions of his manacled brethren, yet panting for deliverance from their awful thraldom!-fortunate for the cause of negro emancipation, and of universal liberty!-fortunate for the land of his birth, which he has already done so much to save and. Indeed, those who stare at the half-peck of corn a week, and love to count the lashes on the slave's back, are seldom the "stuff " out of which reformers and abolitionists are to be made. But, hard as it was, I thought it better than the old mode of getting along. He was to me a new master, and I to him a new slave. The ground for his refusal was a failure on my part, one Saturday night, to pay him for my week's time. We loved each other, and to leave them at the close of the Sabbath was a severe cross indeed.

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