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April 23, 1853.

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cur. xix. Miss (:§helia's Experiences and 0 'nions, con- tinu --Death of Prue.—Miss &hslie’s In- dignation—Sinnin andrepenfinf—8t.CIars's 0ratory—-A cu Business— emily Remi- niseenccs—A born Aristocrat-A ermont Overseer--A Mother’: Teaching. "Ton, you needn't get me the horses. I don't want to go," she sai . “ Why not, Miss Eva I” " ese things sink into my heart, Tom," said Eva; “ they sink into my heart,” she re- ated earnestly. “Idon’t want to ;" and she turned from Tom, and went into t e house. w days after another woman came, in old Prue’: lace, to bring the make; Miss Ophelia was in the kitchen. “ Lor !" said Dinah, “ what’: got Prue!” “ Prue isn’t comin’ any more," said the we- insn. mysterio y. i "hW'hy not!” said Dinah, “ she ain't dead, s s e .’ “ We doesn't exactly know. She’: down 00Ill:.l'l._" said the woman, glancing at Miss is. [After Miss Ophelia had taken the make, Dinah followed t a woman to the door. " What In got Prue, anyhow !" she said. The woman seemed desirous yet reluctant to

, and answered in a low, mysterious

tone,-

“ Well, you musn‘t tell nobody. Prue, she got drunk a€:n—-and they laid her down cellar —-and ther cy left her all day; and I beam’ ’em saying, that the the: budget to hsr and she’:

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Dinah held u her hands. and, turn’ , saw class by her si the spirit-like form o Evan- geline, her largo mystic eyes dilated with her- ror, and ever drop of blood driven frcui her lips and choc .

"Lcr bless us! Miss live‘: gwine to faint away! What t us all, to let her hat such mlkl rail mad ”

Harps’ be .

‘'1 sheet faint, Dinah,” said he child, firmly ; “and why shouldn’tI hear it! It an’t somach forme tohear it, safer poaPrue sufir it."

“ bar sales I it isn't for sweet delicate young ladies like ou-these yer stories isn't; it’: engpgh to kil ‘em !" d Via

sifhada 'n,an walksdu emits a slow a Phol step. P

Miss Ophelia anxiously inquired the woman‘: story. Di gave a very gurrulous version of it, to which Tom added the particulars which he drawn from her on that morning.

" An abominable bu:inese—perl‘ectly horri- as shehentsvsdtheroom w t. , 's pa . falgrey, what inIqulty has turnsriip now!” i e.

“ What now! why those folks have whipped Prue to death I’‘ mhid ‘Mg: Illlphelia, ing on, tstren o eta’ , into t story, lid on ging 0l|‘lI.I most shocking particulars. “ I thiaigpt it would 00Illa'l’Al)Itlilt some time,’’

u t. e, ' n wi is . " Thought soq.°;IaBn?t ou ingptydyenything about it! ' said Miss dpieih. “Haven't got or aipybody to interfere and look

any .

after such matters ud flu an su po t proper: pguard in these

“ It’: commonl ;?Ill'0II isha s isnt um c nose to ruin 'r o i , I £OIt°'Il)l°kn0W what’: to be donelmlt seem:ot.l:e poor creature was a thief and a drunkaid : and so there won’t be much hope to get up sym- ]m‘t‘hy for her.” _ . t II perfectl cu us-—it is horrid, Augistine. lt w ” certs’ y bring down vea-

pancs a n on.

" My docarycousin I didn‘t do it, and I can't help it; I would, if 1 could. If low-minded, brutal people will act like themselves, what am I to do. Ibey have absolute control; they |I'0_lfl.:mnsible despots. There would be no III! In I faring; there is no law, that amounts *0 anything practically for such a case. The belt W43 out do is to shut our eyssandeers, Ind lot It Clone.‘ It’: the only resource left us.”

“HOW 0811 you shut your eyes and care? How can! you lpltlpiach .10“ go

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IIIWIJQIO 0 Ilfid, um indolgut, prov¢_ik.ing-—put, without any you of’ “gm. 0;- conditions, entirely into hag. of .

people as the ma’ ri in our wcrldase ; who have iieithei-pcoiiIideration nerss pwpb, who haven’t ever: an enlightened rapid to

' s the case with the largest half ofmankind. Of course, in a cesa- isnnit so or ieed, what can a men ofhoa- oursb and umane feelings do, but shuthis eyes all he can, and harden his heart’ I cas’t bu every poor wretcb I see. I osn‘t turn kn t-errant, and undertake to redress every In vidual case of wrong in such a city as this, TllIllIpp:Imndo is totryandkespoutofthe WI 0 ."

. Clare’: Ins countenance was for a moment Hornet: he looked annoyed: but, suddenly Gila up a gay smile, he said-

" '30 WWW. don't smnd there looking In‘ W9 °I “'0 7530!: you've only seen a peep th the curmin—e specimen of what is going on the world over, in Other. If we are to all the dismal: aalilie an thing. ' the deyhlls of Dinah‘: kitchen; and Sc. 0 pa leak on the on and budsd himselfwith

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knitfing-work, and sat there, grim wl =-.::::- ..?*'z '1“ :2“ l‘l‘“‘ , e . m“I tell yfdh, uA’iigustilne, I can't t i things’ so, i ou can. t’sapnl'setI III- tion you Io defend such asyatsm—tliat’s my"mWnhat nowlll” said St. Clare, looking up. u At ‘t ’ , 1"

“ Ils::.ililseperfeetly abominable Ibr ycu.to such_ a systcriithl” said His: Ophelia, '"u1"i3r...i'iI. my deal’ Indy? Who ever said I did defend it!” said St. Clare.

“ Of course you defend it--you all do-ell

u Southerners. What do you have slave:

, if you don’tl” _ we ..§.i'°:.l'2i.a1“°“.1.i"§°.2'iii‘a‘.‘l°.'3':l.?'.ai3§'?I.i.‘! think ’is right! Don't u, or didn't you dcsn 'n that udi not think sits ' I"

“IIIhdos,I regt of it,Iho q," sai Min 0ph§1‘ja,d:atItIing her ngedlsélpilhoegsglgy. M.

” ” ‘d t. re orsu ; «vi. rs.“ ting of it in the‘-hsms."

“ hat do youhelhp on doing it hr!

“ Didn't you ever keep on_ doing wrong after yoimllllhllwwli’ mheflldvc 5'2: gvery mach tempt

‘ , on y w n ’ - ed,” said Miss Ophelia.

N Well, I'm very much tempted,” said St. Clare ; “ that’: just my diflicult ."

_ " I,Iut I always resolve I wenlt, and try tobrssk

“ Well, I have been rmclvisg I won on, tbehs ten years,’! said St. Clue; " hat I haven't somehow, got clear. Have you gstrslc of all your sins, cousin ?”

“ Cousin Augustine,” said Miss Ophelia, seri- ously. and laying down her knitting-work, “ I suppose, I deserve that you should reprovs my short-comings. I know all you say is true enough; nobody else feel: them more than I do: but it doc seem to me, after all, there is some difference be- tween me and you. It seems to me, that I would cut ell‘ my right hand sooner than keep on. from day to day, doin what I thought was wrong. But then in con uct is so inconsistent with my prcfsuion, dou’t wonder you rsprove me.

“ Oh, now, cousin," said Augustine, sitting down on the door, and laying his head back in her lap, “ don’ttsks onso awfully serious! You know w at a good-for-nothing saucy boy Ialways was. I love to poke you ep—tlist’s slI—-just to see yes get earnest. Idothiok you are desperately, distres- singl good ; it tires ms to death to think of it."

“ ut this is ssariou: subject, my boy. Auguste,” said Miss 0 helis, laying her head on his forehead.

“ Diem: ly so,” ssid_he; “.snd I —wsll, I never went to ta ssric is was . What with mosquitoes and dr, a fellow can't get himself up to an vsr sublime moral flights ; and I believe," said St. (glare, suddenly rousing him- self up, “ there’: theory now! I understand now why northern nations are always more virtuous than southern ones—I see into that whole subject.”

" O Auguste, you me s end vetdsbrsis!”

" Am I? Well, so I sin, I suppose, but for once I will be serious, now: but you must hand that basket of orsngss—-you see you'll have to at: me with llsgons and comfort ms with apples, if I'm going to make this etlbrt. Now, ’ said Augustine, drawing the basket up, “ I'll begin:

hen, in the course of human events, it becomes necessary for a fellow to hold two or three doasn of his fellow worms in captivity, a decent regard to the opinions of society requircs———"

" I don't see thlt you are growing more serious," said Miss Ophelia.

" Wait-—l’m coming cn—-you'll hear. The short of the matter is, cousin," said be, his hand - some fsce suddenly settling into an eessmt serious expression, " on this abstract qssdies of slavery there can, as I think, be but one opinion. Planters, who have mosey to make by it—clergy- men, who have lsnters to ple liticisns, who want to rule hy it—msy warp an bend Isn- gusge and ethics to s degree that shall astonish the world at their ingenuity! They can Nature and the Bible, and nobody knows what else, into the service; but. after all. neither they nor the world believe in it one particle the more. some: from the devil, that’: the short of it; and, iomy mind, it’: s Ity respectable specimen of what he css do in is own line."

Miss Ophelia stopped her knitting, and loeksd surprised: and St. Clare, apparently enjoying her astonishment went on. '

ou seem to wonder; but if you will get me fairly at it, I'll make sclean breast of it. This cursed business, sccursed of God man, what is it! Strip itof all iisornsment,rus it down to the root and nucleus of the whole. and what isit? Wll . because my brother Queshy is ignorant and weak, and I am intelligent and st because I know how, and can do it—therefore, I may steal all he has, keep it, and give him only such and so much as suit: my fancy. Whatever is too hard, too dirty,too dlssgrsssble for me, I may set Qosshy to deing. Because I don't like work, Qusshy shall work. Because the sun burns ins, Qcsehy shall stay in the sun. Qusshy shall earn the sic- nsy, and I will spend it. Qcseliy shall lie down in every puddle, that I my walk over drysliod. Qusshy shall do my will, and not his, all the days of his mortal life. and have such a chance of st- ting to heaven at last, as I had cooveincut. I take to be about what slavery is. I defy any- body on esnh to read our slsvs-sods, as it stands In our lsw-books, and make anything elssof it. Talk of the dues of slavery! Humbug! The thing itssfis the essence of all abuse! And the only reason why the land don’! slnk under it, like SodornssdGemerrsh,ls usetlsssdlns wsy infinitely hettsrtlisn it is. For pity’: esko. for shuns’: sake, because we are race here of WOIMIH Ind 000 Ilvlgeheasts, many of us do not’ and dare uot—we would avers is use the fol power which our ssv laws put into out hands. And he who goes the urtbsst, and does the worst, only uses within limits the pewer that the law gives m.”

St. Clare had started up.ssd. sshismssaer was when excited, was walking, with harried dope, up and dew: the door. His elsssie as thstofaCreek sistee, seemed is bars with the

fervour efhis feelin s. His largeb|se_ unlab- ed,esd hegssispsd vltt so ssssssaess squ-

’t,oI'snd.

nsse. Miss Oplielis had never seen him in this mood belors, and she sat perfectly silent.

“ I declare to you," said he, suddenly stopping before his cousin—“ it’: no sort ofuse to talk or to feel on this subject--but Idsclare to you, there have been times when I have tlicugkt,iftlic whole

would sink, and hide all lb’: injustice and misery from the light, I would willingly sink with it. When I have been trsvelli up and down on our hosts, or about on my col acting tours, and rellscted that every brutal, disgusting, rnesn, low- lived follow I met, wu allowed by ourlsws to be- come absolute despot of as many men, women. and children, as he could chest, steel, or gamble incnsy enough to buy-—when I hire seen such men in sctus ownership of helpless children. of young girls and women—l have been ready to curse my country, to cure: the humsn rses ! ”

“ Augustine! Augnstioel ” said Miss Ophelia, " I’m sure you’vs said enough. I never in my life heard snthing like this; eves st the North."

" At the Northl” said St.C|sre, with a sudden change of expression, and resuming something of his habitual careless tone; “ Pooh I you northern folks are cold-blooded; you are cool in everything! You can't begin to curse up hill and down, as we can when we get fsirly at it.“

“ Well, but the question is"———ssid Miss Ophelia.

“ Oh, yes, to be sure, the question i'i——snd a deuce of a question it is !—How came you in this state of sin and misc I Well, I shall answer in the old we s you used to teach me, Sundays. I came so b ordinary nerstion. My servants were my t.her’s, an , what is more. in mother's; and now they are mine, they an their increase, which bids fair to be a pretty considerable item. M father, you know, came flrst from New Englan , and he was just such another man as your l‘ather—-a re ulsr old Roman; u right, ener tic,nobIe-min ed, with an iron wi . our list or settled down in New llngland, to rule over rocks and stones, and to force an existence out of Nature ; and mine set- tled in Louisiana, to rule over men and women, ‘gr? d S Clare and lk mo.

,' sai t. , tti up we to a picture at the end.c.f ill: room, and 3-‘mg upward with a face fervent with venerstion, she secs divine.’ Don’t look at me so !—you know what I mean ! She probably was of mor- ml birth; buts: far as evcrI could observe, there was no trace of any human weakness or error about her, and y that lives to re- mesaber her, whether bond or free, servant, sc- quaipmnce, relation, all say the seine.

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0 mother ! mother!" said t. Clare, clsspin his hands in a sort of transport ; and dien, su - denlylgisoking himself, he came back, and seat- ’ self olpuan ottoman, he went on :—

fiery eyes, coal-black hair, a stat , fine Roman rofile, and a rich brown com exion. I had lue eyes, golden hair, a outline, and fair complexion. He was active and observin , I dreamy and inactive. He was erous to is friends and equals, but proud, eminent, overbearing to infsriors, and utterly unmercitiil to whatever set itself up ' him. Truthful we both were: be from pride and courage, I from a sort of abstracting idsalityl We loved each other, about as bovs genera y do, of, and on, and in general; be was my father’: pet, and I my mother's.

“ There wasa morbid sensitivenes: and acute- ness of feelin in me on all pouible subjects, of which he an n‘i'y father had no kind of under- shndgpg, and thth vglich tbply codulld havg no possie . tmoteri;snso when I h'aydmgi‘iar¥elled with Alfred, and father looked sternly on me, I used to go of to mo- ther’: room and sit b her. I remember just how she used to look, with her pple cheeks, her deep, soft, serious eyes, her w ite dre always wore white—-and I used to think of her whenever I read, in Revelation,about the saints that were arrayed in fine 1inen,clean and white. She had a great deal of genius of one sort or another, particularly in music, and she used to sit at her or n laying fine old majestic music of the Oatho 'c church, and singing with a voice more like an an 1 than a mortal women; and

cad down on her lap, and cry, and dream !— thin thatl

ee —oh, inimessarsbl had no language to say! “ 11 those days, this matter of slavery had never been canvassed ' now; nobody dreamed of any harm in it.

“ My father was bcrnan aristocrat. I think in some pro-existent state, he must have been in the higher circles of spirila, and brought all his old court ‘dc along with him; for it was in- pairnbregn the hcnc,thongh he was ori 'nally of poor and not in any way of noble fanii y. My brother was begotten in his image.

“ Now. an aristocrat, you know, the world ever, been human pethles be d acertaln line In society. In gland the ins is in one

, Barmah in another, and in America anoflisr; but theeristocrat of all theseccun- tries never goes over .

What would be hard- ship and distress and injustice in his own olau, is a cool matter of course in another one. My father’: dividing line was that of colour. Among his , never was a men more just and ne- rons ; but he considered the negro, throng? gradations of colour, as an interme- ' ts link between man and animals, and

dad all his ideas of justice or generoshty on thesis. I sup se, to be sure, any-

esked hlm, p amp and fair whether ht have But y

tber was not a man much troubled with splr

tuellsm; religious sentiment he had none, be- nd a veneration for God, as decidedly the

be susmlned with unlhillngeecnrg

ad sion.N ,if takitc not tool; wcirothl oiiluyiootitcf

Y lssy, twaddling, shiftless labourers, who had grown up all their lives in the absence of eve y possible motive to learn how to do an tlilng b ‘ shirk,' as you Vermonters say, you’ I see t there might naturally be on his plnntatlcnoa great many thingirthat looked horrible and di- tressing to a sensitive child like me. '

“ Besides all, he had an overseer—a an, slab-sided, two-flsted, renegade son 0 mont gbegging your pardon), who had go throug a regular ap renticeship in and brutality, and n his degree to be mittod to practice. My mother never could dure him, nor I; but he obtained an entire cendency over my father; and this man the absolute despot of the estate.

“ I was a little fellow then, butl had same love that I have now for all kinds of man things-a kind of passion for the study humanity, come in what she it would. I found in the cabin: and among the lield-hand great deal, and, of ccurse,wasa great favouri and all sorts of complaints and ievances w breathed in my ear, and I told t em to mo and we, between us, formed a sort of comm t- tee fora redress of grievances. We hindered end repressed a t deal of cruelty, and con- gratulated curse ves on doing a vast deal of

, till. as often happens, my seal overac . tubhs complained to in Iii-that that he could ’I: manage the hands, an must resign his po i- tion. Father was a fond, indulgent husband, but a man that never flinched om anything

that he thought necessary; and so he ut do his foot, like a rock, between us and he flel - hands. mother, in language pc- fectly respectful an deferential, but quite ea- pgicit, that over die house-servants she should entire mistress, but that with the field-hands he could allow no interference. He revered std respected her above all living beings, but he would have said it all the same to the Virgn is

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Mary herself, if she had come in the way of s tem. ’I‘ I used sometimes to hear my mother reti- soning cases with him—endeevouring to excite! his thies. He would listen to the most pi- thetic appeal: with the most discouragin lg»- litenesssnd uanimity. ‘ItallresolvesitselI I 0 this,’ he won d ugh: ‘ must I part with Stulabe, pr keep Sig“ is the seal of pfinmllv, , a c on , a t ion na

h:;i',tInd :s humaheails the genes‘ run. We can't have per}feotio‘siini and if I eep him. I

t ta’ ' ' 'stration as a w , :2: iI'|l'.Iierlen aria‘, how “hind then, things thtt are exceptional. All gvernnient ilncludilals me ii hardness. enera ru es wi :- haegidstrnqparticular cases.’ This last maxim my mther seemed to consi a settler in in eged cases of cruelty. After he had said 1 _ , he complilpitil drew up his geetbon the loflallbae a man s o a usinees, an - took himself to a nap or the newspaper, as the case ' t .

" 1.Tll0‘hOb is, my father showed the exact suit of mlent fora shtesman. He could have divided mend as eaiilynei an oran ,l<l>r trod on Ire-

as is systematics y as any xi living. ‘Ii lasyt my mother gave up in despai . It never willbc known, till the last account, fwpat noble andlsenlpipivle nat_ui:)s like there ha: