ociety, the superintendent being a man who would adorn any
station, you cannot fully conceive with what feelings I read, in one of
Hattie's little papers from the North, these lines, set to music for the
use of Northern children:

"I dwell where the sun shines gayly and bright,
Where flowers of rich beauty are ever in sight;
Here blooms the magnolia, here orange-trees wave;
But oh, not for _me_,--I'm a poor little slave.

"They say 'Sunny South' is the name of my home;
'Tis here that your robins and blue-birds are come,
While snows cover nests up, and angry winds rave;
_They_ may rest here,--not _I_; _I'm_ a poor little slave.

"Here beautiful mothers, 'mid splendors untold.
Their fairy-like babes to their fond bosoms fold;
My mammy's worked out, and lies here in the grave;
There's none to kiss _me_,--I'm a poor little slave.

"I've heard mistress telling her sweet little son,
What Jesus, the loving, for children has done;
Perhaps little black ones he also will save;
I ask him to take _me_, a poor little slave!"

No wonder, Gustavus, that you write such letters as your last, fed and
nourished as you are on such things as this. I took it with me that
evening to a missionary party at the house of Judge ----. I read the
lines. The ladies said nothing for a time, till at last one said to me,
"Such things have helped us in seceding." The Judge took the lines,
looked them over, and, smiling, handed them back to me, saying, "Madam,
is Massachusetts a dark place?" "Yes," said a young gentleman, "and the
dark places of the earth are full of the habitations of cruelty." "Oh,"
said I, "how prejudiced you all are!" Whereupon they all laughed. "Now,"
said I, "you think, no doubt, that the author of such a piece is malign.
I know nothing of its origin, but I venture to say it was written by one
whose heart overflows with love to everybody, but who is 'laboring under
a delusion.'" I did not tell them of the "delusion" which you were
"under," in the Senior's r

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Reverend Nehemiah Adams (born February 19, 1806; died October 6, 1878) was an American clergyman and writer. He was born in Salem, Massachusetts, in 1806 to Nehemiah Adams and Mehitabel Torrey Adams. He graduated from Harvard University in 1826, and from Andover Theological Seminary in 1829. He was ordained as co-pastor of First Congregational Church in Cambridge, Massachusetts, that same year. In 1832, he married Martha Hooper.

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Joanna Baillie (September 11, 1762February 23, 1851) was a Scottish poet and dramatist. Baillie was very well-known during her lifetime and, though a woman, intended her plays not for the closet but for the stage. Admired both for her literary powers and her sweetness of disposition, her cottage at Hampstead was the centre of a brilliant literary society. Baillie died at the age of 88, her faculties remaining unimpaired to the last.