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specimen of the limitations of that type of mankind.' 'But does not the
lady know,' why negro boys are put in truckle-carts? 'If not, any of her
Southern friends could have told her.' We can tell her; 'we have lived
at the South.' These white boys were sent on an errand with their cart,
and to increase its momentum down hill, and, withal, to tease and worry
a fellow-creature, with a skin not colored like their own, they made
this poor slave-boy get in. She should have seen the poor creature
trudging home, up hill, under a Southern sun, after the little white
tyrants had done with him, unless it was the case, which we more than
half suspect, that the ride was a stratagem to convey the poor child to
the auction-block. 'How the merry dogs,' the white boys, must have
laughed at this Northern lady's complacent looks at them. She had no
tears for the poor old white-headed negro, who, hearing the word
'school' from the lips of his white young masters, had such a rush of
sorrow come over his soul at the thought of the midnight ignorance in
which the slave-driver's whip had kept him, that he actually dropped his
burden in the public street, and uttered incautious words, for which, no
doubt, old as he was, he caught a terrible flogging. "Why, in the name
of humanity, did not the authoress load her pages, as she might so
easily have done, with scenes like that in the cars? There is slavery!
patent! undisguised! In the other cases it is slavery, indeed, but
covered with the pro-slavery lady's snow-white napkin."
Here is a review of me and of my little stories, by a distinguished New
England divine, and author. He has written much on slavery. Having
prepared notices of some of his writings on this subject, I am familiar
with his turns of thought and modes of expression. I have great regard
for him, and always read him with pleasure and profit, not excepting
when he writes as follows, in doing which he has the approbation of
large numbers among the Northern clergy of all denominations, except
Notka biograficzna
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.