character and intellect, to cut their master's throatsto assassinate their only practical friend who has bai all the trouble of educating them to usefulness in the great hive of the world's industry. Yes, these sanguinary illuminated lecturers persuade the poor credulous uninductive negro, that the blessed Savior would receive them into the mansions of holiness in heaven, if they came there with their hands reeking with the blood of their best friends, from their cradle to their graves. Musidora threw herself on her knees to pray for these disorganizing, blood-thirsty, sanguinary traitors to the Bible, and traitors to that "Constitution" they had sworn to support, kissing the Word of God before men and unseen angels who surround us in al our walk through this world. As to Phillis's treachery she pardoned it; for the poor negro has no idea of the misery of the African fugitive at the cold North; but she felt such remorse for having brought this happy. useful, respectable servant into such a snare of the devil, as Washington is to the colored people, that she wept unconsolably for two weeks. Poor Phillis guessed the cause of her grief, and told her all the steps that led to her foolishness. She said, that the abolition men had constantly visited her, to talk to her about old; all healthy, rich, strong, and remarkable for good and great qualities; all learned, experienced, travelled, and knowing, alike; and are all instructed, against the old Catechism, in reference to the fifth commandment, where our relative duties are treated, 'to superiors, inferiors, and equals,' that of late we have no superiors;' and if any 'inferiors,' which is of no consideration as fact or fiction, we have no 'duties' to them! no duties at all, only-rights.'"-Rev. Samuel Hanson Coz, D. D. slavery, in her chamber at night,* as it was a basementroom fronting on the street; that they betrayed her into other crimes that had destroyed her health, grieved her conscience, and broke her heart; that to relieve the anguish of her mind, she had determined to run away with Mr. Vode, and leave her children; for she knew her Misses would mind them better than she could; as vice had wrecked her bodily health, and that now she must die, for she could not bear to be exposed. Musidora wrote immediately to her brother, Halcombe, to come and take Phillis back to her mother and father in Carolina, as the change might save her life. In the meantime she went to the richest abolitionist in Congress, stated Phillis's case in all its enormity of hopelessness, and begged him to buy her, and give her freedom, for the poor creature had heard so much of the higher law, that all her Bible religion had vanished, and she was left just on that sea that has no shore-for it is not bounded either by the laws of God or man. Mr. Fox, of course, refused to spend a single dollar for the cause of freedom, though he had preached that the Southern people, to gratify the conscience of the North (not their own convictions of duty, mind ye), must give up every cent of property they had on this earth, and see their wives and children (and slaves, too) famish for the sake of a romantic abstraction of 66 The devil's in the moon for mischief; they -- On which three single hours of moonshine smile — BYRON. the Northern Lights-the abolition politicians who are famishing for the loaves and fishes, that come along in shoals, with every new President inaugurated into the White House. Surely every Southern man, woman, or child in the United States would join themselves as a nation to England or France rather than be any longer subjected to the insult, injury, and injustice which they have borne from crack-brained abolitionists in power, for nearly a quarter of a century. We never received near the injuries from our mother country, England, that we have patiently borne from our Northern brethren be cause family pride has sustained us; knowing that “a brother offended is harder to be won than a strong city;" and that family quarrels, when once publicly proclaimed, weaken all the family influence in society, as it has already done in making this Republic an b ject of hissing and a byword to all the kingly governments of Europe. Fie, fie upon you, suicidal abolitionists! Halcombe hurried to Washington; for Musidora had not let Phillis know that she had written for him. He armed himself, so as to resist any attempts of Phillis's abolition beaux to "rescue her," as they ironically term it, "from her only true, sympathizing friends." Getting on board of a steamer, he arrived in South Carolina without let or hindrance; and Philis, once more inhaling the rejuvenating salt air of Palmetto Grove, gradually, under the care of skilful physicians, recovered her health, as she had begged Musidora to keep her troublesome children in Washington till she herself was again able to take care of them. A very good-looking negro man, who said he was born in New York, and had been free all his life, came to Walsingham's after Phillis was gone, to hire himself as a dining-room servant. Musidora thought it a blessed providence to get an educated free African to wait in her house (for the man said he had been to school seven years); so she forthwith hired Henry Bradley, as he called himself, and in a few days afterwards a black woman named Sarah, an acquaintance of his, offered her services as a cook; and she, too, declared she had been free from her birth. One day, Musidora, seeing how capable Sarah was, sent her to market to purchase the dinner; for she was a great judge of tender meats. She returned with such abominable-looking spoiled chickens, that they had to be thrown away; and all day there was something strange in her manner, which excited Musidora's fears. About twelve o'clock that night, seeing from her chamber-window a blazing reflection of light in the kitchen, Musidora got up out of bed, and went down to the basement; where the gas was sputtering from being turned on to its greatest extent, and there lay Sarah, apparently dead, on the kitchen floor. Musidora almost fainted with fright, and she rushed to her servant-man's door, to wake him up; which feat she accomplished, after alarming nearly the whole neighborhood, by the energy of her blows against the outside of his chamber-door. With real sympathy in Musidora's alarm, however, he repaired to the kitchen, and after examining the prostrate Sarah, pronounced her indeed to be a corpse. In a few moments afterwards, however, he found a large jug of whiskey, and then he declared that she was only dead drunk. Indee the next morning she developed symptoms of mania a potu; and Musidora, after watching over the pour creature several days, had to dismiss her; for she discovered, through her own private confessions, that she had beceme a hopeless drunkard from having had her voluntary abode as a hired servant in a house of i fame ever since she was fourteen years of age. Musidora was now compelled to send her black waiting-man, Henry, into the kitchen to cook until she could procure another servant; and then, going to her husband's library, to converse with him on the wickedness of ever giving negroes their freedom in this country, she was suddenly startled by Henry bursting unceremoniously into the room, trembling in every joint, and begging her for God's sake to say that his name was not Henry Bradley. Before she could comprehend what he meant, she heard a loud rap at the door, and there stood a constable, ready to arrest Henry. Musidora delivered him up to the officer of the law instantly, though she could not divine what was the matter. In about an hour, Henry returned, accompanied by the constable, and implored Mr. Walsingham to stand his bail for a hundred dollars for three days; which was cheerfully done. Musidora now understood that he was arrested for stealing the clothes of a gentleman who lived in a hotel where he had hired himself as a dining-room servant. It seemed impossible that this should be true; for when Henry had hired himself to Mrs. Walsingham, |